Pretty O.K.

My family left the city in the year 2004 Yeah, the bishop spun my mother round and pushed her out the door And the blindfold was tied a double knot She's peeking out in the Goodwill parking lot Lewis was the only friend I made for all that year His father'd watch cartoons and construct Castles from empty cans of beer after work For the MDSHA The sun danced off his reflector vest all day And everything was fine (everything) And everything was good (was good) And everything was pretty O.K Lewis let us skateboard to meet Jay so I could see His darkened room all full of porn and ICP CDs The Hewlett Packard glow, the double dare The model in his desktop background bare We rode home and climbed the hill to Lewis' double wide His father asked if he had filled that hole in the backyard He said no and I followed to his room His mother's steady stream of filtered cigarette smoke loomed We sat down on his bed, the sunset gave way to the stars Then Lewis taught me how to play guitar And everything was fine (everything) And everything was good (was good) And everything was pretty O.K Everything was fine Oh, everything was good And everything was pretty O.K Lewis failed in algebra He failed in English too He had no middle name and no desire to go to college So he'd sit and wait patiently to leave Pretending to be listening carefully