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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