Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Alden Derck
Performer
Shannon Sheridan
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alden Derck
Composer
Shannon Sheridan
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alden Derck
Producer
Lyrics
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We've been thinking for a couple of months
We always felt we should adopt a little one
We decide we're finally doing it
Off to the orphanage
To find the perfect kid
And there's a
Little girl, picked us flowers from the meadow
Friendly boy, wants to show us his Legos
Then there's one scratching runes in a tree
He's in a full three piece suit
And I think he's staring at me
Weird hat and dress all in jet black
He blinks his little sunken eyes
His only friend is the pet rat
He squeezed so hard it's paralyzed
The nuns say "All due respect, hon
You really sure that he's the one?"
We've got a special connection
That creepy little boy's our son
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Bring him home and show him his new room
He says he'd "much prefer the attic
'Cause he likes the gloom"
So creative, drawing on the walls
Pictures that look like us with x's for eyeballs
You know he likes to play
With the neighborhood children
Show 'em all of the traps that he's buildin'
Look, they're hugging
I think that's so sweet
Whoops, I think I just saw him
Push Timmy into the street
We ain't scared he won't break his weird stare
We're sure that's just his personality
No care, 'cause we tried an au pair
But she jumped off the balcony
Calls come from local asylums
And tell us that he's thirty-one
With some weird genetic defection
But we say no that boy's our son
(He's our son
He's our son
He's our son)
Wonder where he found that gun
(Where'd he find that gun?)
Honey, did you know our little boy can play harpsichord?
Written by: Alden Derck, Shannon Sheridan
