field trip

A: Dm7 F/G
Dm7 G7 C

All of the kids got back on the bus
To head back to school from sacajewia park
Momma was gone I asked my teacher where she was
She said she didn't know.

Driving up washington street on the bus
I saw smoke billow up from somewhere in my neighborhood
Suddenly I yelled at the driver to stop
As flames came out my bedroom window.

The driver said he wasn't allowed to let me out.
So back at the school, I got a ride to my house
The house was badly burned on the top and on the sides
My momma was standing there watching.

The cause was unknown but I heard someone imply
That mark, my older brother, was home from school smoking pot
We stood outside watching, nobody was hurt
My dad was screaming "fuck the world!"

It seemed like a whole lot of people were watching
The house became wrecked with fire and water
And when they all got bored of it they went back homeward.
Summer's just an hour away!

 Words adapted by M Johnson from a short story by K Sampsell
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