[Verse 1] He’s a little tornado, tearing through the halls, Kicking up the papers, watching them fall. Boxes in the corner, stacked up high, He knocks them over with a gleam in his eye. [Chorus] Hey, hey, little rebel child, Running through the chaos, free and wild. Kick it, throw it, push it all around, Watch it all come crashing down. [Verse 2] Books on the shelf, they don’t stand a chance, Flying through the air like a wild dance. Footsteps echo on the hardwood floor, As he laughs and shouts for more. [Chorus] Hey, hey, little rebel child, Running through the chaos, free and wild. Kick it, throw it, push it all around, Watch it all come crashing down. [Bridge] Chaos is his middle name, Breaking the rules, it’s all a game. With a grin that never fades, He leaves a trail of his escapades. [Verse 3] Papers in a whirlwind, swirling in the air, He’s a tiny hurricane without a care. The world is his playground, and he’s in control, A pint-sized rocker with a fearless soul. [Chorus] Hey, hey, little rebel child, Running through the chaos, free and wild. Kick it, throw it, push it all around, Watch it all come crashing down. [Outro] He’s a force of nature, unstoppable and free, Leaving behind a mess, but filled with glee. In his world of chaos, he stands tall and proud, A little punk rocker, loud and unbowed.
