I am my mothers child
But I am my fathers son
I keep from going blind
By staring at the sun
When I was four and five
All I did was play
Now all the rules have changed
But Pluto's not my name
I am an empty cup
Cause I put holes in my sides
They'll try to pick you up
And cut you back down to size
When I turn forty five
Bet I'll still be the same
Yea call me what you like
But Pluto's not my name
I am my mothers child
But I am my fathers son
I keep from going blind
By staring at the sun
When I was four and five
All I did was play
Now all the rules have changed
But Pluto's not my name