The Dresden Dolls - Pierre

There once was a boy named Pierre Who only would say I dont care Here a story my friend for youll find out an end that a suitable moral lies there One day his mother said as Pierre climbed out of bed Good morning darling boy you are my only joy Pierre said I dont care What would you like to eat?I dont care Some lovely cream of wheat?I dont care Dont sit backwards on your chair I dont care Or pour syrup in your hair I dont care You are acting like a clown I dont care And we have to go to town I dont care Dont you want to come my dear?I dont care Would you rather stay right here?I dont care So his mother left him there His father said, get off your head Or I will march you off to bed Pierre said I dont care I would think that you could see I dont care Your head is where your feet should be I dont care If you keep standing upside down I dont care Well never, never get to town I dont care If only youd say I care I dont care Id let you fold the folding chair I dont care So his parents left him there They didnt take him anywhere Now as the night began to fall A hungry lion made a call He looked Pierre right in the eyes And asked him Would you like to die?And Pierre said I dont care I can eat dont you see I dont care Then you would be inside of me I dont care Then youd never have to bother I dont care With a mother or a father I dont care Is that all you have to say?I dont care Then Ill eat you if I may So the lion ate Pierre Arriving home at 6 oclock His parents had a triple shock And found the lion sick in bed And cried Pierre is surely dead They pulled the lion by the hair They hit him with the folding chair His mother asked, wheres Pierre?And the lion answered I dont care His father said Pierres in there They rushed the lion into town The 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 head And laughed because he wasnt dead His mother cried and held him tight His father asked are you aright Pierre said, I am feeling fine Please take me home its half past nine The lion said if you would care To climb on me Ill take you there Then everyone looked at Pierre Who shouted yes indeed I care The lion took them home to rest Then stayed as a weekend guest The moral of Pierre is care