Dresden Dolls: Pierre

There once was a boy named PierreWho only would sayI dont careHere a story my friend for youll find out an end that a suitable moral lies thereOne day his mother said as Pierre climbed out of bedGood morning darling boy you are my only joyPierre said I dont careWhat would you like to eat?I dont care Some lovely cream of wheat?I dont careDont sit backwards on your chairI dont careOr pour syrup in your hairI dont care You are acting like a clown I dont careAnd we have to go to townI dont careDont you want to come my dear?I dont careWould you rather stay right here?I dont careSo his mother left him thereHis father said, get off your headOr I will march you off to bedPierre saidI dont careI would think that you could seeI dont careYour head is where your feet should beI dont careIf you keep standing upside downI dont careWell never, never get to town I dont careIf only youd say I careI dont careId let you fold the folding chairI dont careSo his parents left him there They didnt take him anywhereNow as the night began to fallA hungry lion made a call He looked Pierre right in the eyes And asked him Would you like to die?And Pierre saidI dont careI can eat dont you see I dont careThen you would be inside of meI dont careThen youd never have to bother I dont careWith a mother or a fatherI dont careIs that all you have to say?I dont careThen Ill eat you if I maySo the lion ate PierreArriving home at 6 oclock His parents had a triple shockAnd found the lion sick in bedAnd cried Pierre is surely deadThey pulled the lion by the hairThey hit him with the folding chairHis mother asked, wheres Pierre?And the lion answered I dont careHis father said Pierres in thereThey rushed the lion into townThe doctor shook him up and down And when the lion gave a roar Pierre fell out upon the floor He rubbed his eyes and scratched his headAnd laughed because he wasnt dead His mother cried and held him tight His father asked are you arightPierre said, I am feeling finePlease take me home its half past nineThe lion said if you would care To climb on me Ill take you thereThen everyone looked at Pierre Who shouted yes indeed I careThe lion took them home to restThen stayed as a weekend guestThe moral of Pierre is care