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

I've fighting your holy war
Ever since you took plane
Well, I say God bless all love the lost
And the blistered vein

My keeps asking me to ask more questions
And so I her why
Then I her why man chose to work for his food
it's clear to me that he'd much rather die

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

And I said "of course I can because everybody a servant to someone else"
She said "stop 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 I did not love on my left hand side
She looked as if she'd seen a ghost when she
when she saw the horse head by my right

She told me that her was lady luck and that I should leave
So I collected my stuff feeling slightly
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 think it as one start one chance and one end"
And I said, "don't talk to me there can be a thousand if I pretend"

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

And you said the same thing when you me
When you took my and my drive
But you a starving boy when you hung your coat
take 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 you're a servant to