Orange House

When I was a kid I grew up in an orange house, not a cream, or a white, or a brick, but an orange painted house And I broke my arm falling off a two foot fence and I fell out of my pool and wore an eye-patch to school then I got in trouble in class for pretending to be a pirate and on the way home I ripped a kid's shirt 'cause I was irate then his parents came to my door and told me I was in trouble but I said, "No I'm not", and I wasn't. 'cause i lived in an orange house, not a cream, or a white, or a brick, but an orange painted cozy house on Ludgate Street. Once near the railway track there was a decapitated cat's head and we looked at it every day and it was weird 'cause it was dead. we heard rumours of a biker who took a bite out of a live cat but we didn't believe it cause it sounded like crap The biker, we were told, was an unhinged lad and pissed on religious people who came to his pad. And we lived in the orange house, not a cream, or a white, or a brick, but an orange painted house. it was an orange house that the taxis all knew about. My friend Robert stood on a nail in some wood and hardly even cried but made me run for help, but his parents just laughed when they saw my panic and took him to the doctor. My best friend Aaron had a commodore 64. and we were chased by two men at night but we made it to my door Then Aaron got a brain tumour and kept a bed pan by his bed so he didn't have to walk to the toilet which he thought was cool. He didn't live long and he was the funniest person I ever met and I miss him. And i lived in an orange house, not a cream, or a white, or a brick, but an orange painted house with a Teepee dad built for the side. We went to Catholic church where my brother's hair caught on fire because the alter boy behind him stood too close with the candle. Father kylie gave me a tile of pope John Paul two and told me I would someday be a priest but he was wrong. My dad built me a Kay nine robot dog from Doctor who and he did his own renovations and electrical work too the wiring caused a fire and the sirens made me scared and one night I woke up to find my pillow disappeared. And i lived in an orange house, not a cream, or a white, or a brick, but an orange painted house that one day we painted cream. but it'll always be orange in my dreams.