Song | Father's Day |
Artist | Frank Turner |
Album | Sleep Is For The Week |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
When I was sixteen | |
I cut myself a | |
Mohawk, Because | |
I wanted to walk the walk, | |
And not just talk the talk, | |
But it was a bit of a disaster because | |
I did the sides with kitchen scissors, | |
Because I didn抰 have any clippers, | |
And I didn抰 want to use a beard-trimmer br /> | |
I抎 made that mistake before. | |
When you got home you didn抰 want to talk about what | |
I抎 done. You said | |
I抎 let you down, | |
I抎 ****ed around, when | |
I was only having fun. | |
With the way that you抳e been lately, you抳e no right to scream and shout. | |
You and I, we抳e got a lot that we need to talk about. | |
What抯 the point in making vows that you抮e never going to keep? | |
A lifetime lying awake means you抣l never get to sleep. | |
And all the promises you made, that were painful and untrue, | |
Of all the things you do they reflect worst on you. | |
We all have our own devices | |
For handling mid-life crises br /> | |
Usually involves a motorbike and | |
Suspicious fashion decisions. | |
But you choose to stave off grey hairs by | |
Lamely hacking at the sides | |
With lies and flimsy alibis | |
For your suspicious expeditions. | |
When I get home | |
I don抰 want to talk about what you抳e done. | |
Yes you抳e let me down, you抳e ****ed around, but | |
I guess you were having fun. | |
With the way that | |
I抳e been lately, | |
I抳e no right to scream and shout. | |
You and I, we抳e got a lot that we need to talk about. | |
You always told me | |
Father抯 Day was just another way | |
Of selling | |
Hallmark greeting cards | |
Twenty Years of waking sleep, of lying through your teeth, | |
Meant every | |
Father抯 Day spent wondering who the hell you are. | |
What抯 the point in us making vows that we抮e never going to keep? | |
I keep trying to keep you up, but you keep on falling asleep. | |
And all the promises we made were painful and untrue, | |
But for better or for worse, | |
I am turning into you. |
When I was sixteen | |
I cut myself a | |
Mohawk, Because | |
I wanted to walk the walk, | |
And not just talk the talk, | |
But it was a bit of a disaster because | |
I did the sides with kitchen scissors, | |
Because I didn yang have any clippers, | |
And I didn yang want to use a beardtrimmer br | |
I yun made that mistake before. | |
When you got home you didn yang want to talk about what | |
I yun done. You said | |
I yun let you down, | |
I yun ed around, when | |
I was only having fun. | |
With the way that you ni e been lately, you ni e no right to scream and shout. | |
You and I, we ni e got a lot that we need to talk about. | |
What zha the point in making vows that you zhen e never going to keep? | |
A lifetime lying awake means you yun l never get to sleep. | |
And all the promises you made, that were painful and untrue, | |
Of all the things you do they reflect worst on you. | |
We all have our own devices | |
For handling midlife crises br | |
Usually involves a motorbike and | |
Suspicious fashion decisions. | |
But you choose to stave off grey hairs by | |
Lamely hacking at the sides | |
With lies and flimsy alibis | |
For your suspicious expeditions. | |
When I get home | |
I don yang want to talk about what you ni e done. | |
Yes you ni e let me down, you ni e ed around, but | |
I guess you were having fun. | |
With the way that | |
I ni e been lately, | |
I ni e no right to scream and shout. | |
You and I, we ni e got a lot that we need to talk about. | |
You always told me | |
Father zha Day was just another way | |
Of selling | |
Hallmark greeting cards | |
Twenty Years of waking sleep, of lying through your teeth, | |
Meant every | |
Father zha Day spent wondering who the hell you are. | |
What zha the point in us making vows that we zhen e never going to keep? | |
I keep trying to keep you up, but you keep on falling asleep. | |
And all the promises we made were painful and untrue, | |
But for better or for worse, | |
I am turning into you. |
When I was sixteen | |
I cut myself a | |
Mohawk, Because | |
I wanted to walk the walk, | |
And not just talk the talk, | |
But it was a bit of a disaster because | |
I did the sides with kitchen scissors, | |
Because I didn yāng have any clippers, | |
And I didn yāng want to use a beardtrimmer br | |
I yǔn made that mistake before. | |
When you got home you didn yāng want to talk about what | |
I yǔn done. You said | |
I yǔn let you down, | |
I yǔn ed around, when | |
I was only having fun. | |
With the way that you nǐ e been lately, you nǐ e no right to scream and shout. | |
You and I, we nǐ e got a lot that we need to talk about. | |
What zhā the point in making vows that you zhěn e never going to keep? | |
A lifetime lying awake means you yun l never get to sleep. | |
And all the promises you made, that were painful and untrue, | |
Of all the things you do they reflect worst on you. | |
We all have our own devices | |
For handling midlife crises br | |
Usually involves a motorbike and | |
Suspicious fashion decisions. | |
But you choose to stave off grey hairs by | |
Lamely hacking at the sides | |
With lies and flimsy alibis | |
For your suspicious expeditions. | |
When I get home | |
I don yāng want to talk about what you nǐ e done. | |
Yes you nǐ e let me down, you nǐ e ed around, but | |
I guess you were having fun. | |
With the way that | |
I nǐ e been lately, | |
I nǐ e no right to scream and shout. | |
You and I, we nǐ e got a lot that we need to talk about. | |
You always told me | |
Father zhā Day was just another way | |
Of selling | |
Hallmark greeting cards | |
Twenty Years of waking sleep, of lying through your teeth, | |
Meant every | |
Father zhā Day spent wondering who the hell you are. | |
What zhā the point in us making vows that we zhěn e never going to keep? | |
I keep trying to keep you up, but you keep on falling asleep. | |
And all the promises we made were painful and untrue, | |
But for better or for worse, | |
I am turning into you. |