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You can take me to the prom, promise not to tell your mom
Mama never tells you why, but she kicks you in the eye
I don't think she understands, I just wanna hold your hand
I don't even own a car, so we couldn't get that far
Father Marcus said to me, just confess and you'll be free
Sit you down upon my my lap, tell me your sins just like that
He said "Babe, you know the rules, you're livin' in a Catholic school"
All the teachers say you're fine, but they don't have dirty minds
I am only in my teens, I live only for my dreams
I cannot be made to stay
Life's a journey anyway
Life's a journey anyway, hey
[Guitar Solo]
Teacher, teacher please make me well
I don't want to go to hell
Teacher, teacher what can I do
"I don't know boy, it's up to you"
Its' time to free your mind
It's time to cleanse your soul
It's time to free your mind
It's time to cleanse your soul
Yo, Father, forgive me, for I have sinned
I'd rather talk to God but he's out and you're in
It's a little complicated, but Father, don't sweat it
You can hear me out and you can just forget it
Now, I haven't been to church in about ten years
One time, I had to pull my little sister's ear
But I'm not really violent, and it shows
I go for flower power as the stupid song goes
Sometimes I tell a lie, but only when it's true
And I often say things like "shit" and "fuck you"
I like to read a lot of dirty comic books
And I give my dirty teachers a lot of dirty looks
But this is the last thing that I'm ever gonna say
It's embarrassing for me to talk to you this way
But before I forget, before I carry on
I stole a table napkin from a fancy restaurant
Now, please, Father, tell me, tell me what I gotta do
I am full of guilt, and now it's up to you
Now, please, Father, tell me, tell me what I gotta do
I am full of guilt, and now it's up to you, hey!
Just say ten Hail Mary's
Twenty-one Glory Be's
Thirteen Our Father's
And a hundred Amen
Amen, amen, amen, amen
Amen, amen, amen, amen
Amen, amen, amen, wow!
You can take me to the prom, promise not to tell your mom
Mama never tells you why, but she kicks you in the eye
I don't think she understands, I just wanna hold your hand
I don't even own a car, so we couldn't get that far
I am only in my teens, I live only for my dreams
I cannot be made to stay
Life's a journey anyway
I am only in my teens, I live only for my dreams
I cannot be made to stay
Life's a journey anyway
Life's a journey anyway, hey
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Butterscotch was written by Ely Buendia.
Butterscotch was produced by Robin Rivera.
Eraserheads released Butterscotch on Fri Nov 04 1994.