a light in the attic by shel silverstein

If we were a rock 'n' roll band, The people would all kiss our hands. We'd giggle and laugh and sign autographs, If we were a rock 'n' roll band. If we were a rock 'n' roll band, Then we'd have a million fans. If we were a rock 'n' roll band, And we were up there on the stand, The people would hear us and love us and cheer us, Hurray for that rock 'n' roll band. We'd play and we'd sing and wear spangly things, If we were a rock 'n' roll band. If we were a rock 'n' roll band, We'd travel all over the land. I met a vampire, but he didn't want my blood, He only wanted two nickels for a dime. I met a devil, but he didn't want my soul, He only wanted to borrow my bike awhile. I met a ghost, but he didn't want my head, He only wanted to know the way to Denver.

Put something silly in the world That ain't been there before. Of a tear that runs down an angel's face. It might be a small tuft of hair On the big bouncy belly That's the dumbest way I've seen To make a milk shake. Geraldine now, stop shaking that cow For heaven's sake, for your sake and the cow's sake. [illustration: A large carrot with arms and legs, hands and feet, holding a piece of wheat is facing a large fountain pen, which is writing I FEEL ALL WRITE I pray the Lord my soul to keep, And if I die before I wake,

Large woman with a big puffy hairdo and glasses sitting. She thinks a baby-sitter's supposed To sit upon the baby. McTwitter the baby-sitter, I think she's a little bit crazy. I'd chase him down but I suspect My feet and legs just won't connect. So tomorrow just look at the sky, And if there's no moon you can bet I've found what I sought and I finally caught The moon in my moon-catchin' net.īut if the moon's still shinin' there, Look close underneath and you'll get A clear look at me in the sky swingin' free With a star in my moon-catchin' net. I'll run along swingin' it over my head, And grab for that big ball of light. I've made me a moon-catchin' net, And I'm goin' huntin' tonight,

[illustration: across the foot of pages 8 and 9 is a long row of all different kinds of houses: large and small, apartment houses and There's a light on in the attic Though the house is dark and shuttered, I can see a flickerin' flutter,Īnd I know you're on the inside.

A light in the attic by shel silverstein