paroles de chanson Father's Day - Frank Turner
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't
have
any
clippers,
And
I
didn't
want
to
use
a
beard-trimmer
–
I'd
made
that
mistake
before.
When
you
got
home
you
didn't
want
to
talk
about
what
I'd
done.
You
said
I'd
let
you
down,
I'd
fucked
around,
when
I
was
only
having
fun.
With
the
way
that
you've
been
lately,
you've
no
right
to
scream
and
shout.
You
and
I,
we've
got
a
lot
that
we
need
to
talk
about.
What's
the
point
in
making
vows
that
you're
never
going
to
keep?
A
lifetime
lying
awake
means
you'll
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
–
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't
want
to
talk
about
what
you've
done.
Yes
you've
let
me
down,
you've
fucked
around,
but
I
guess
you
were
having
fun.
With
the
way
that
I've
been
lately,
I've
no
right
to
scream
and
shout.
You
and
I,
we've
got
a
lot
that
we
need
to
talk
about.
You
always
told
me
Father's
Day
was
just
another
way
Of
selling
Hallmark
greeting
cards
Twenty
Years
of
waking
sleep,
of
lying
through
your
teeth,
Meant
every
Father's
Day
spent
wondering
who
the
hell
you
are.
What's
the
point
in
us
making
vows
that
we're
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.
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