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Heard my mother to show her pain
Hidden behind the door again
My father must have when he came
To have made a sensitive boy

I've been fighting holy war
Ever you took that plane
Well, I say God bless all love the high
And the blistered vein

My boss keeps asking me to ask more
And so I her why
I asked her why man chose to work for his food
When it's clear to me that much rather die

And if we're all equal that mean every man's due some luck
And how many roads must a man down before he stops giving a fuck
She said quit yapping and get back to work
Don't you see that you've got costumers to

And I said "of course I can everybody here's a servant to someone else"
She "stop talking now you're boring me don't you see that you're just the help"

I woke up in a bed one sunday morning
With a woman I did not on my left hand side
She as if she'd seen a ghost when she woke
Screamed when she saw the horse head by my

She told me that her name was lady luck and that I leave
So I collected my stuff slightly relieved
She was spread eagle, out and spread bare
And I was spread thin over the days and that would proceed
She said, "don't you see if you about it as one start one chance and one end"
And I said, "don't talk to me 'cause can be a thousand if I pretend"

Oh, Tom came to me in a dream
With a swordfish stuck in the middle of his
He poured me a glass of rum and pondered the point
You're doomed to die hard you try your best

And you said the same when you left me
When you my devotion and my drive
But you left a starving boy you hung your coat
I'll that back now if you don't mind

But I understand cause if you're not sure where you are then you move
And now that I am not I that I will do some moving too
if you think about it everybody here's a servant to someone else
And if you say you're not then I suppose a servant to yourself