FATHER

Bob Bryar

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Now come one,
Come all,
To this tragic affair,
Wipe off that make up,
What's in is despair,
So throw on the black dress,
Mix in with the lot,
You might wake up and notice you’re someone you're not,
If you look in the mirror and don’t like what you see,
You can find out first hand what it’s like to be me,
So gather 'round piggies and kiss this goodbye,
I encourage your smiles,
I expect you won't cry,

Oooh,

Another contusion,
My funeral chair,
Here's my resignation,
A servulant lack,
You've got front row seats to the penitence, but
When I grow up I want to be nothing at all,

I said yeah,
Yeah,
Say yeah,
Yeah,
Come on,

Give me your hand in my hand,
Tell me that your,
Tell me that one day,
If you can hear me,
Just walk away.
fuente: musica.com

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