The Extraordinary Life of Jimmie Dandelion

Duration

4:17

Genres

Rock

Lyrics

The Extraordinary Life of Jimmie Dandelion Jimmie had a revelation Down the barrel of a plastic gun He said, “It’s time that we got real, So baby, don’t show me those tears.” “I don’t need a consultation With no discount insurance plan. Why should I pay to tell my tale Cause friends, they don’t listen too well?” “The barrel of my real gun Will meet the barrel of their plastic guns. The barrel of my real gun Will meet the barrel of their plastic guns.” Jimmie doesn’t know of closets He doesn’t tell a lot of lies But Jimmie knows a lot of dancing Jimmie knows a lot about crime Got into a confrontation Taking blows from Adonis clones Armed with a stolen gun from the drama club They all humbly changed attire (Jimmie, Jimmie get the gun) They say you’re not right Jimmie get the gun and prove them wrong You’ve got the right to bear arms You’ve got the right to bare it all Gonna make a grown man cry Make him pick up the dress and put it on The barrel of a real gun Will meet the barrel of a plastic gun Jimmie had a revelation It sent a shudder down his spine, “If plastic guns can make tough boys wear dresses What else can fear decide?” (Jimmie get the gun) (Repeat Chorus)