Why is Diceman so down and contrite?
He seems almost normal, but not quite
Let me tell you the sad story, if I might
He stomped his feet, cussed, and put up a fight
But the city won’t let him; go to the Memorial, at night.
He seems almost normal, but not quite
Let me tell you the sad story, if I might
He stomped his feet, cussed, and put up a fight
But the city won’t let him; go to the Memorial, at night.
