Lyrics Family Tree - Kyle Falconer

The pipe takes me to heaven
The pint puts me in jail
So I'll stick with the Vimto, it's safer in my head
Print my progress often
And keep the wolves at bay
Pretend I'm in a limbo from darker days

The wiser words are never more than three
So let the snow prints melt, and keep the sun with me
Cause I'm working on me, and the family
I'm growing up, ye' see?
I'm putting bottles of whisky and vodka behind me
I'm working on the family tree

I'll stay right with the program
And pull my weight indeed
I'm pulling weeds in autumn, should keep the birds in feed
I'll write my jolly jingles, and document my time
Mixing up the tinkle pails of children's rhymes
The wiser words are never far from me (do-re-mi)
And let the shadows dance, and filled of course with glee

Cause I'm working on me, and the family
I'm growing up, ye' see?
I'm putting bottles of whisky and vodka behind me
I'm working on the family tree
Cause I'm working on me, and the family
I'm growing up, ye' see?
I'm putting bottles of whisky and vodka behind me
I'm working on the family tree

She said she won't marry me
It saddens me, oh no
She said she won't marry me
It saddens me, oh no
She said she won't marry me
It saddens me, oh no

So I'm working on me, and the family
I'm growing bottles of whisky and vodka behind me
I'm working on the family tree
Cause I'm working on me, and the family
I'm growing up, ye' see?
I'm putting bottles of whisky and vodka behind me
You'll never get the better of me
I'm working on the family tree

Do you really wanna go home?
Do you really wanna stay here?
Do you wanna keep your head up?
Do you really wanna be the one who lives in fear?