Red Dress

You've gotta love this place;

here conformity is key.

They'll wipe that smile right off your face,

give you a list of songs you're allowed to sing,

La la la, la la la la.

La la la la la la la.

Yeah, you can say what's on your mind,

as long as it's on their minds, too.

'Cuz it isn't in their hearts to find

a little room for some other point of view,

La la la, la la la la.

La la la la la la la.

And any time I think that I might drown

in all this standard issue gray:

When I'm feeling small and pushed around,

I close the door and draw the shades.

I put on my red dress,

I put on my red dress.

Can't take my red dress away.

I learned to grit my teeth and smile,

let 'em think they've boxed me in.

Inside I'm still the problem child

that I always was, so I guess I win.

Na na na, na na na na.

Na na na na na na na.

And any time I think that I might drown

in all this standard issue gray:

When I'm feeling small and pushed around,

I close the door and draw the shades.

I put on my red dress,

I put on my red dress.

Can't take my red dress away.

Ah ah ah, etc.

And any time I think that I might drown

in all this standard issue gray:

When I'm feeling small and pushed around,

I close the door and draw the shades.

I put on my red dress,

I put on my red dress.

Can't take my red dress away.