Flower, A Square Songtext
von Jerry Paper

Do you read me clearly?
Am I coming in clean?
Or are my round edges sharpened by who I′m supposed to be?

Holster my ray gun
I come in peace
I've tried to mold myself to a world that won′t see me


I've wasted hours, countless hours of my precious time
Calling a flower a square (calling a flower a square)
You look me in my eyes
Tell me with a straight face
"There's only two kinds of people in this world
So pick your place!"

I′ve wasted hours, countless hours of my precious time
Calling a flower a square (calling a flower a square)

All those descriptions
Weed through the muck of life
But isn′t the nature of the world enough to make you cry?