Let Me Work in Your Bookstore

I like work and I like people
I like waking up on Sundays
My parents, cultured people
They taught me how to read
Between the lines and the paint

Afternoons in the bookstore
Building worlds inside my mind
Tear 'em down and build another
By flashlight under covers
The power's out and we've got time

So let me work in your bookstore this year
I wanna pass down all I've learned unto my younger peers