Song | Beneath The Glad Sunbeam |
Artist | Mimas |
Album | The Worries |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
This man, he opened a fast-food restaurant. | |
At first he smiled, but then he got tired. | |
Closed down the shop, fired all the staff. | |
People got sick eating all that fat. | |
La da da, la da da da da... | |
His hands smelled of meat and monotonous work. | |
His son suffered from Downs-syndrome, but not as much as he. | |
One day he made it to the headlines, horray! Horray! | |
His son found him lying still. Eyes closed, smell; horrid! Horrid! |