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Your Daddy's Son
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What Are The Lyrics For Your Daddy's Son By Peter Friedman?
Success
[Mr. Lif] This is rock bottom why yall, I never expected it In order to be businesslike you must meet the prerequisite Leave your culture at home, smile, don't be too proud, too wild You may suffer, just don't cry out loud This notion of professionalism is like an exorcism Forced to give your life away while you're earnin' a livin' These thoughts had stopped me from rejoinin' the work force But now the situation I'm in, just seems to hurt more Maybe it won't be bad, maybe it'll be good I could use a little structure in my life, maybe I should Take my suit and tie out of the closet Try shinin' my shoes and brush the fuckin' dust off of my wallet Let's consider the prospects, make a couple phone calls Now so many interviews you know I got next week I'm strictly goin' from the bottom to the peak I'm ready focused and determined to get back on my feet [Chorus: Aesop Rock] Daddy had a name tag that said, "Busy Working" Mommy had a milk carton that said, "Missing Person" John had a new baseball glove, with nobody to learn with That's oil and water trying to mix on the same surface [Mr. Lif] I got a job at a business place I chose not to name Ask me how did I achieve this so quick? Yes you may Back when I was compiled a stunning resume I didn't value way back then, but boy it helped today I'm pushin' every single thought of rebellin' away I'm workin' real hard, and my pockets are swellin', and hey Can you believe I met the girl of my dreams, I swear she's meant for me We've been together over 2 years, goin' on 3 We married on our 4th anniversary Bought a house and turned a room into a nursery For the bouncin' baby that we're expecting in June I sat in that delivery room from noon, to noon 24 hours of labour then the nurse asked me his title for the paper You know, so the government can chase ya' First name: John, Last name: Insignificant I'm smiling like a proud dad; I got the birth certificate Go to the house and here's my And I looked around and nothing's good enough for her or him So my 8 hour days became 9; 9 slid up to 10; a subtle slip up to 11 and then And after a 12 hour day, I too little energy to say 'I love you' to my baby Or play daddy to J, and I thought this was the way O be a husband and a father I guess I could've looked in her eyes, and seen I lost her But it wasn't my fault, I'm workin' hard, it couldn't be I've been successfully existing as a member of this family I was so convinced the household had to always be complete I didn't realize the only thing that's missing is me [Chorus] [Mr. Lif] There was never any talk of divorce I can't believe how focused I was in the face of such a huge potential loss Thought I signed a grievance with the boss In fact, I was mad at my wife, as if she's trying to knock me off course But I still visited the florist, to get her flowers (When the last time I did this?) Hmm, not since our wedding shower I got home and I was greeted by the fact we'd been deleted I was someone that my wife and child thought they no longer needed And before I could say, 'Where's John?' I looked down and he was clingin' to her arm I realized-ed that I'm wrong I blacked out and by the time I came to, they were gone But somehow I sat and shook my head, and then I carried on And I still completed 3 weeks of work, before my breakdown The ambulances came and I got medicine to take now And it's hard to get a job when you been treated and released So both my relationship and my career had deceased It took years to put myself together, piece by piece And thank God I found a woman that's propitiate with me And I'll never let this happen again, it's not to be I'm ready focused and determined to get back on my feet [Aesop Rock] Daddy had a name tag that said, "Busy Working" Mommy had a milk carton that said, "Missing Person" John had a new baseball glove, with nobody to learn with The oil left the water and the water kept searchin' |
Who Wrote Your Daddy's Son By Peter Friedman?
Stephen Charles Flaherty, Lynn Ahrens
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What's The Duration Of The Your Daddy's Son By Peter Friedman?The duration of Your Daddy's Son is 3:43 minutes and seconds. |
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