Ian Kelly Little Words
Peter, drives his truck everyday, he delivers packages then rides away
Edward, presses down in dismay, numbers that will add up to the price you pay
And I chose to sing songs, write in prose about my wrongs
Life broke my heart a bunch of times
And I lose all my means; I’m a toy figurine
When you call out my name
Like the first time you came to the show
Frank, has a pretty good life, He is sharpening knives in a shop at home
Leila, found a hair in her soup, she’s efficient as a teller, you should tell her
I choose melodies that haunt my head
I must exorcise their inflexions
As a true artist would I try to make them good
But I am not a great musician
My level of education, is quite low
But I won’t let you down
I would never hold my tongue, no
I won’t let you down
Beth is a school nurse she saves kids, from the curse of the unannounced quiz
Heather, is a lawyer, Ben’s a waiter, Phil’s a serious serial killer
I need the music, I get physically sick
If I don’t have my daily dose
If I become successful, and you choose to choose me
I won’t let you down
I’ll always try to deliver, Hey Peter
I won’t let you down
I’ll keep it real and stay sincere, So
I won’t let you down
I’ll always be as I appear
