Little hands, little feet,
big eyes wide
Little hands drumming diffeent beats
to rhythm inside
Looking out the window,
at the world out of reach
So many different ways to live,
but what to teach, what to teach
Kneel boy, kneel
Kneel boy
Kneel boy, kneel,
Kneel boy
So this is your iife boy,
gray room with a chair
Don’t look out the window
Just sit over there
Question as your growing older.
learn truth from the books
If anything’s outside the window
don’t bother to look
Kneel boy, kneel
Kneel boy
Kneel boy, kneel,
Kneel boy
(Solo)
Kneel boy, kneel
Kneel boy
Kneel boy, kneel,
Kneel boy
Now you’re grown up boy,
go find a job
Pull your weight in the working world,
like any other slob
Worship the Almighty dollar,
don’t look for truth
If anyone asks your opinion,
you just don’t care
Kneel boy, kneel
Kneel boy
Kneel boy, kneel,
Kneel boy
Music & Lyrics ~ David Spiro
© 1992 Grove Hill Park Music