George, My Shit

George, My Shit

Lightyear
(album: Call Of The Weasel Clan)

(Bleugh)

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I didn´t care
About the reason why he never wrote
Just a nine year old
Hanging on a single thread of hope
Is it really too late for you and me?
What´s it like to have a Dad?
Maybe I´ll wait and see

And now I can´t define
Between reality or TV
And the people stare right through a dying man
They don´t even want to stop and see

If he´s okay
He´s okay

I didn´t care
About the reason why he never wrote
Just a nine year old
Hanging on a single thread of hope
Is it really too late for you and me?
What´s it like to have a Dad?
Maybe I´ll wait and see

And now I can´t define
Between reality or TV
And the people stare right through a dying man
They don´t even want to stop and see

If he´s okay
He´s okay

(Bleugh)

(Woo!)