Inspection 12 - Sweet Sixteen lyrics

Every morning I go to my local foodstore To buy a bag of sweet sixteen. God I love those little doughnuts It looks like I'll turn out to be A cop even though I dream of Playing every sold out show. Having dreams and eating sweets Won't get you where you want to go. I try as hard as hard can be I still can't get the stuff I need But it's ok- For now it seems I'm living life expectancy I'd really love a new guitar Something bright metallic green. Guess I'll wait for it a while For now I'll eat my sweet sixteen. Well if I am a mindless fool I'll die by following the rules Now Heaven doesn't want me there And Hell must have a load to bear Cause they said, "Gee we're all filled up! Please take a number wait in line." There must be other doughnut eaters Hey,perhaps they're friends of mine