Etch-a-Sketch Lyrics

Black lines on grey Put on display Within this plastic red frame Abstract at best My soul will testify that I am not sane I turn the knobs to the left to the right Try to draw myself out of this crazy life But then I gave control of the picture Over to the one who makes the art richer Turn me over, Shake me Clean me up when you shake me down today Turn me over, Shake me Don't wanna deny a shakedown for a clean slate I promise I I need better eyes To see my good intentions I realize That my disguise Is only my invention I turn the knobs to the left to the right Try to draw myself out of this crazy life But then I gave control fo the picture Over to the one who makes the art richer Turn me over, Shake me. Clean me up when you shake me down today Turn me over, Shake me In my life, I have made a mess Take me in your hands I'm your etch-a-sket