Don't Call Me Uncle - Adam Green

Don’t call me uncle Elroy

Don’t leave me in dismay

Hold up the original feeling that wipes away all shame

That’s very nice to be constructive like an old man in a young man’s game

It’s coming out the other end with effectual conclusion and disdain

Don’t call me Chester Cheetah

Don’t call me Uncle Sam

Just play me like an orchestra that makes a boy your man

Then go into another station my dear and find a girl who fits inside

Who comes rumblin' down the canyon just proud enough to be my lemon bride

Don’t call me Mr. Well-Read

Don’t call me Professor Tom

You know I’ve paid the consequence for all I have done wrong

But that’s alright in the assembly of the evening in the olive branch

When you reemerge in the nighttime you’ll explore that hollow feeling at a

trance

Don’t call me Wooden Shoe Guy

Don’t call me Wooden Man

Don’t call me Mr. Scarecrow, I have a master plan

But I don’t know what is Egyptian

I don’t know what is a western thought

I don’t know what is a mystery to all or which has already been taught

The eagle sure has landed and it made me really sad

Just go away in back of me and call Uncle Dad

You’re my daughter in a sense and I get nervous when you go outside

To the bedrooms of the aliens, just love could make a grown girl die