Cherub

Lying on cotton sheets
 You wish they were silk
 If you can't get cream
 Settle for milk
 Everything you touch
 Seems to shatter
 Egg shells and newsprint
 Torn and tattered
 There's a little boy with an arrow
 You're so scared of
 You shot the cherub
 You shot the cherub
 You finally got your sea legs
 On a sinking ship
 Put your wild elephant to sleep
 Eat your blue chip
 There's a little boy with an arrow
 You're so scared of
 You shot the cherub
 You shot the cherub
 It's what it is and what it's not
 Keep your guard up, get your shots
 Take off your rose colored glasses
 Your Sunday school classes are free
 How we're screaming at you
 Dangling on your knee
 There's a little boy with an arrow
 You're so scared of
 You shot the cherub
 You shot the cherub
 You shot the cherub
 You shot the cherub
 You shot the cherub
 You shot the cherub
 Cherub, cherub