Innocence is precious, innocence is pure
Holy God will bless us, heaven is in store
absence of its presence, lead to death and hell
for children who possess it, only time will tell.

Part of the time I’m helpful, doer of good deeds
part of the time I’m thankful, those necessary needs
But at times I’m naughty, seeker of the flesh
slave unto the body, as good and evil mesh

Good little bad boy, no need to pretend
too bad to be angel, too good to hurt a friend
Bad little good boy struggle to the end
too old before you’re able, too young to comprehend

Torn between the pressure, of pleasure and of pain
the scales of life will measure, part time deeds are vain
half of the soul pretending, half the soul in fear
is my life depending on the mercy of a tear

Sometime winner, act so cool
part-time sinner, full time fool

Good little bad boy, no need to pretend
too bad to be and angel, too good to hurt a friend
bad little good boy, struggle to the end
too old before your able, too young to comprehend

Sometime winner, act so cool
part-time sinner, full time fool

 

March 29th 1985