Can't stop these radical dudes
The secret of the ooze made the chosen few
Emerge from the shadows to make their move
The good guys win and the bad guys lose
Then she added:
But the bad guys think they're the good guys
And they think the good guys are the bad guys
She ended the song there and looked up at me like she could tell I was listening. She smiled. I was beaming. I walked over and gave her a hug. I grabbed her head with both hands and planted a kiss firmly on her forehead.
"I'm kissing your brain," I said. "Did you know that you figured out something a lot of grownups haven't even figured out?"
"What?" Katie asked.
"You figured out that we think we're the good guys and that who we think are the bad guys think they're the good guys and that we're the bad guys," I said. I kissed her forehead for a second time. "For that, I kiss your brain!"
"Mom," Katie asked, "do you think my brain just got bigger?"
"Yes," I said, "Yes I do."