Father's Day
(专辑: The Second Three Years - 2011)
When I
was sixteen I
cut myself a
Mohawk, Because I
wanted to walk the
walk, And not just talk the
talk, But it was a
bit of a
disaster because I
did the
sides with kitchen scissors, Because I
didn't have any clippers, And I
didn't want to use a
beard-trimmer – I'd made that mistake before. When you got home you didn't want to talk about what I'd done. You said I'd let you down, I'd fucked around, when I
was only having fun. With the
way that you've been lately, you've no right to scream and shout. You and I, we've got a
lot that we need to talk about. What's the
point in making vows that you're never going to keep? A
lifetime lying awake means you'll never get to sleep. And all the
promises you made, that were painful and untrue, Of all the
things you do they reflect worst on you. We all have our own devices For handling mid-life crises – Usually involves a
motorbike and Suspicious fashion decisions. But you choose to stave off grey hairs by Lamely hacking at the
sides With lies and flimsy alibis For your suspicious expeditions. When I
get home I
don't want to talk about what you've done. Yes you've let me down, you've fucked around, but I
guess you were having fun. With the
way that I've been lately, I've no right to scream and shout. You and I, we've got a
lot that we need to talk about. You always told me Father's Day was just another way Of selling Hallmark greeting cards Twenty Years of waking sleep, of lying through your teeth, Meant every Father's Day spent wondering who the
hell you are. What's the
point in us making vows that we're never going to keep? I
keep trying to keep you up, but you keep on falling asleep. And all the
promises we made were painful and untrue, But for better or for worse, I
am turning into you.