Never Ending In Neverland featuring Erik Stephen

from Lyrical Masterpieces by Ben Knight

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lyrics

Never Ending In Neverland

I've been a lost boy since 1904
I left England for the promise of more
A kid with a fairy showed up in my room
and told us of a place to good to be true

So my brother and I we sat down
And listened to his story about where it was found
I have to admit my attention was drawn
While my sister sewed his shadow back on

A little journey second star to the right
Straight on through morning all through the night
A little fairy dust and some happy thoughts
Flying made easy like connecting some dots

You'll never grow up you'll never grow old
Sounded good to me yeah I was sold
For the last century it's where my times been spent
I wish I would've read the fine print

It's never ending in Neverland
If you don't live here you won't understand
I've taken it about as long as I can
It's never ending in Never Never Land

Tired of sleeping and living in trees.
A sleep number bed sounds better to me.
I wish the housing situation was my only complaint
But I got to be honest it ain't

I can't vote drive a car or earn green
Can't even see a movie if it's pg-13
When you're a hundred years old and your shoe size is six
It might be situation to fix

In hindsight I think I would've just stayed
I'm not the only one who feels this way
When it seems to good to be there's a price that you pay
I think my brothers got a few things to say

Minding my business when this imp slipped in
He promised me eternal life but he wasn't Christian
And enlisted me in his child army on a private safari
Wild parties fighting pirates and carnies

It’d be great to go on a date with Tink
But I’ve been eight yeah eight for like 5,000 weeks
Which means girls are gross I hang with my lost bros
Nobody ever grows, I eat my pretend toast

I’m getting irate that I never age
I thought he was cool but now I see he’s deranged
I know it’ll come to blows if I try to escape
Yo come at me bro turn you into Peter Pancakes