School Days

In Delaware when I was younger

I would live the life obscene

In the spring I had great hunger

I was Brando, I was Dean

Blaspheming, booted blue-jeaned baby boy

Oh, how I made them turn their heads

The townie, brownie girls, they jumped for joy

And begged me, bless them in their beds

In Delaware when I was younger

I would row upon the lake

In the spring I had great hunger

I was Keats, I was Blake

My pimple pencil pain I'd bring

To frogs who sat entranced

My drift-dream ditties I would sing

The water strider danced

In Delaware when I was younger

They thought St. Andrew had sufficed

But in the spring I had great hunger

I was Buddha, I was Christ

You wicked wise men where you wonder

You Pharisees one day will pay

See my lightning, hear my thunder

I am truth, I know the way

In Delaware when I was younger