Now that he's gone, though he did me wrong, wish he could hear me tell him I still love him.
I'm five, I'm inside, I'm waitin' for my father,
I'm sittin on the curb and though I can not bothered,
my mother's gettin worried that's a permanent state,
I see Tony down the street, my determinite mate.
I'm too busy eavesdroppin' on my daddy's interview
it's win or lose, or
pound it right, also time to fight off the blues,
my dude's a bad thing, mama's sure would not approve.
He's always on that, ever since he lost his tempter,
dad used to be a drinker, on the brink of
perspicuous and amazing like
It was a by the forts
made for hiding
there was some scary topiares
for some presiding
the cloack took me to his car
said we both had The Shining
our minds were intertwining
this was exteremely exciting
I finally had my friend who understood I wasn't nutty
On him I could depend if things got bloody,
headed out the forthouse, sorta sad to see him leave,
asked if I wanted to go but Tony's pullin' on my sleave.
I love my dad,
when he's not mad,
wish he could hear me tell him I still love him.
Now that he's gone,
though he did me wrong,
wish he could hear me tell him I still love him.
Dad protects the property,
repairs and minor maintenance
release the pressure of the boiler toilin' in the basement.
My demons'
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