Neds Atomic Dustbin God Fodder What Gives My Son? far be it for me to say you're loose son for be it for me to say you're no one i've heard your excuse, i've heard your excuses, every one you don't know what's going on you don't know what's going on my son far be it for me to say you're brain dead it might help if you get your ass out of bed it twists me inside to see your girlfriend's backside she get tongue-tied and run you're my son, i'm older than you, you can't be a man too your hair's too long get out of my home papa, growing old you're growing cold you went to far you crashed my car i'm in a rage get off of that stage.... o.k. ============= Transcribed from the cassete insert by Gary Adkins (neds@acca.nmsu.edu) For more info on Ned's Atomic Dustbin, write to: Ned's Atomic Dustbin P.O. Box 2169 Oldbury, Warley, West Midlands B69 4QU UK |
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