Nonsensical Lyrics and Crayon Maps

Skip into quicksand and sink into sofa cushions
Piano keys to your car got lost in Pandora’s purse
Curse the cookie monster and grab a marmalade jar
We’ll go so far if you don’t know who we are

Nonsensical lyrics don’t make you deeper
Being sexy doesn’t mean you’re not a creeper
Crayon maps to pirate treasure
I want the kid’s menu back
I’m 4 years old at heart, why can’t I act like it?

Listen to sidewalk chalk and draw corner café talk
Eavesdropping over ice cream got me lost in mint chips
Lips on billboards with mustaches sharpie-d above
Dali would be proud at the surreal looking crowd

Nonsensical lyrics don’t make you deeper
Being sexy doesn’t mean you’re not a creeper
Crayon maps to pirate treasure
I want the kid’s menu back
I’m 4 years old at heart, why can’t I act like it?

Tricycle to town, and avoid the city tonight
Orchid lays on graduates who can’t pay attention
The onion headlines define the trivia on her mind
Skipping stones, cutting class, Do not pass me by

Nonsensical lyrics don’t make you deeper
Being sexy doesn’t mean you’re not a creeper
Crayon maps to pirate treasure
I want the kid’s menu back
I’m 4 years old at heart, why can’t I act like it?

I want my kids menu and discounted prices
Wax stains on the car seats where crayons melted
Sand on the floor, boys toys or girls toys in the car door
McDonald’s stop making me define my identity
I’m a boy cuz I don’t like Barbie
Sink into quicksand, fall into dreamland, this wasn’t planned
Dance like dynamite, stay up all night
Sing nonsensical lyrics and try to be deeper
Before you sink into quicksand
and fall into dreamland
Like a boy who likes Barbies
And a girl who likes Hot Wheels.