Hey, Dad!
Hey, Dad!
Been floating down the river,
To the place you retired to,
Away from the women who despise you
I've been sad, 'cause all my friends resent me
But I've got a plan for a miracle,
I'll shit it out and put it on the table.
Dear Son,
Should I be a proud one?
I saw what you said on the telly
You made your mother sound so silly
How is my offspring so pretentious
but your art is lazy, trite and schlocky,
I should have signed you up for hockey
Been floating down the river,
To the place you retired to,
Away from the women who despise you
I've been sad, 'cause all my friends resent me
But I've got a plan for a miracle,
I'll shit it out and put it on the table.
Dear Son,
Should I be a proud one?
I saw what you said on the telly
You made your mother sound so silly
How is my offspring so pretentious
but your art is lazy, trite and schlocky,
I should have signed you up for hockey
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