Makes me feel good
When I'm painting at nursery, or at home,
Please, oh please, just leave me alone!
I know that to you it may look a mess
But really, really, I'm doing my best.
Don't ask what it is, don't say why that space.
And let me put three or four eyes on a face.
One day when I am older, I'll conform, just like you.
But right now I am enjoying the colours and goo.
I paint cos I want to, it makes me feel good.
That green bit's my garden; the red bit's my blood.
So thanks for the paper, the brushes, the paint.
I might make a mess, you know I am no saint.
So give me an apron and put down some plastic
And I'll paint you creatures, something fantastic.