Fred Rogers

You're a doorway
You're a hallway
You're a closet with the hangers in it
Put on your sneakers
And your sweater
It only takes a minute
Roaming far away

Friends come over
Goin' nowhere
You always let them in
Always show them
What you've been doin'
And you never say where have you been
I've been far away
Riding on your trolley train
One beautiful day
I'm never coming back
Ever again

Mister Rogers
Fred Rogers
(Oh my god!) Oh my god, Mister well-adjusted
Mister Rogers
Frеd Rogers
Somebody who can be trustеd
In your neighborhood
Everything that happened there was good

Where's the scissors
And the paper
In the pocket of your sweater
Take the tape and
Take the paper
Put my pieces back together
I've been far away
Riding on your trolley train
One beautiful day
I'm never coming back
Ever again

Mister Rogers
Fred Rogers
Oh my god, Mister well-adjusted
Mister Rogers
Fred Rogers
Somebody who can be trusted
In your neighborhood
Everything that happened there was good
Everything that happened there was good
Everything that happened there was good