Chris Porro

Secret Story

Chris Porro


I've got a secret story 
and nobody else can tell it 
monsters may leap out roaring 
Like pop up books when you're little 

I've got a secret story 
And nobody else can tell it 
everyone likes a story 
With angels and alcoholics 

Give me summertime when I'm king and the schools bow down 
Give me white trash friends, give me bb guns and small towns 
Give me lightning bugs like a chorus to sting the dark 

I've got a secret story 
in winter we're all wearing moon boots 
we tracked up the school in a slush parade 
as we walked into catholic home room 

I've got a secret story 
That 's told in between smiling poses 
And arms around arms of everyone 
That's found in the family album. 

I've got a secret story 
All the railroads were gone way before me 
A dot on the map means somewhere 
Can you figure it out all by yourself?