Toys 

[Chorus]:
Run and take your toys;
Run and take your toys away with you.
I don’t want to play,
I don’t want to play with you no more

Take all your games
With the rules that nobody knows,
Don’t take a chance, take your iron and don’t pass go.
Take your recorder and Close & Play stereo;
Who needs that music, and who needs fellatio.

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Take all your puzzles with pieces you’ve long since lost;
Spare me the pastoral scenes of a morning frost.
Take your Incredible Edibles out of here;
Your Easy Bake Oven’s thermostat’s all fucked up.

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Take all your Legos and Fisher-Price building blocks;
You can’t make castles with Play-Dough and Magic Rocks.
Take away Barbie, and take away Skip and Ken;
When I need androgyny I’ll call you again…

[Chorus]


© 1999 Hank Vaughn

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