The Black Daisy.
Mommy, Daddy, why am I this way?
On second thought, did I even have a say?
What makes you so sure that I am sick?
Just so you know, I will go out with screams and kicks.
Darling brother, what is this I see,
I get all of the shit, and you're still worse off than me.
I am not a disease,
If I was I can't be cured,
Own up to your accident,
I'm not leaving, be assured.
I have sung the blues,
But I have never given up the ghost,
So raise your glasses high,
It's time for a little toast.
I may be twisted,
my mind may be crazy,
But I like it that way,
Because I am the black daisy.
On second thought, did I even have a say?
What makes you so sure that I am sick?
Just so you know, I will go out with screams and kicks.
Darling brother, what is this I see,
I get all of the shit, and you're still worse off than me.
I am not a disease,
If I was I can't be cured,
Own up to your accident,
I'm not leaving, be assured.
I have sung the blues,
But I have never given up the ghost,
So raise your glasses high,
It's time for a little toast.
I may be twisted,
my mind may be crazy,
But I like it that way,
Because I am the black daisy.