Sweet Sixteen Lyrics - Inspection 12

Every morning I go to my local foodstore 

To buy a bag of sweet sixteen. 

God I love those little doughnuts 

It looks like I'll turn out to be 

A cop even though I dream of 

Playing every sold out show. 

Having dreams and eating sweets 

Won't get you where you want to go. 

I try as hard as hard can be 

I still can't get the stuff I need 

But it's ok- For now it seems 

I'm living life expectancy 

I'd really love a new guitar 

Something bright metallic green. 

Guess I'll wait for it a while 

For now I'll eat my sweet sixteen. 

Well if I am a mindless fool 

I'll die by following the rules 

Now Heaven doesn't want me there 

And Hell must have a load to bear 

Cause they said, "Gee we're all filled up! 

Please take a number wait in line." 

There must be other doughnut eaters 

Hey,perhaps they're friends of mine