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Father Song

from I Have Seen the End by Brock's Folly

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Our family tree is full of split branches.
A phoenix that has drowned leaves no ashes.
Just a bloated corpse afloat on the tide.
The story of our fathers is the story of treachery.
Weak traitors to the cause of our families,
and little boys do just what they see.

And there’s a stench in the wind.
There’s something foul blowing in.
It smells like sex and cheap old gin.
What happened to our men?
And the king is looking down
on the roofs of his town.
She caught his eye when she dropped her gown.
A moment’s meditation makes the world burn down, down, down.

Oh captain, my captain, you’re drunk again.
I can see it in your eyes; you know you’re full of shit.
Your sins are running down your shirt.
We stand at attention, but you’re passed out on the floor
somewhere between the kitchen and the bathroom door.
Your sins are running down your shirt.

There’s a stench in the wind.
There’s something foul blowing in.
It smells like sex and cheap old gin.
What happened to our men?
And the king is looking down
on the roofs of his town.
She caught his eye when she dropped her gown.
A moment’s meditation makes the world burn down, down, down.

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from I Have Seen the End, released October 21, 2016

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