hope, was not a smith family tradition
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Hope, was not a Smith family tradition
Neither was coming home sober with your paycheck still intact
At least tension, was a tangible situation
Unlike fate, and disease, and the cricket songs of regret
Words, were not the Smith family way of discussing
What they all knew was a cursing language
That children can't speak
The devil got its tongue in a state of perpetual progress
Finding new ways of adding more splinters to the blood in our veins
Helleluja our little boy of ten
Has reached the top of the field again but he's gone
Out like the photograph you had
Perched on the mantlepiece
Who's to say
That if he'd gotten out of the rattle snake
He both would have survived
And been great?
But he's gone
Just like all your other kids
I assume
Never to be bitten again
Stick by the phone
Til' the wind dies down
And pray for polar ice caps to flood this town
He'll call her with instructions
For old and young alike
She knows he'll disagree when she says, "Let them die" (let them die)
And this ain't no disaster
This is the prince of parlor tea
Reclaiming wooden tables
On behalf of the King and Queen
And the contents of your stomach
Fall within our lavish realm
Guard grind them up
We can't survive without our champagne and cologne
And halleluja our little friend of god
Missed his tetanus shot
And he got lockjaw
Now hes gone
Folded like a deck of cards
Buried out by the wishing well
Saw his ghost
Looking just like he did in life
With his nose turned up
At immigrants rights
Now he's poised, to haunt us for eternity
I would know if I was spiritual
Helleluja our little boy of ten
Has reached the top of the field again but he's gone
Out like the photograph you had
Perched on the mantlepiece
Who's to say
That if he'd gotten out of the rattle snake
We both would have survived
And been great?
But he's gone
Just like all your other kids
I assume
Never to be bitten again
Never to be bitten again
Never to be bitten again
Never to be bitten again
Never to be bitten again