2024년 7월 13일 토요일

The 88 - Sons and Daughters


And it all began like a new routineWe were drunk, we were tired, we were sickWe were in between
And the jig was up when the sun went downIt was dark, it was mean, it was blackThere was not a sound
And when the morning papers did not comeWe shook our headsWe knew that we were done and so we sat and prayed forJust another try
Throw your babies in the waterLet your hair down like you used toAnd tell all your sons and daughtersThey don't have to grow up like youThey're not supposed to
Now the birds don't sing and the cars won't goThere's a lump in your throatThere's no songs on the radio
And the walls caved in and the well went dryAnd the mountains shookAnd the people all wondered why
And in the morning I woke up to findThere's someone hereThere's someone in my mindAnd so I hung my headAnd I began to cry
Throw your babies in the waterLet your hair down like you used toAnd tell all your sons and daughtersThey don't have to grow up like youThey're not supposed to
Cradled, whippedAnd mother's tongueIt's not hard to see what went wrong
If I told you once, I told you twiceYou can beg, you can kneel, you can prayYou'll be sacrificedAnd when the morning papers did not comeWe shook our headsWe knew that we were done and so we sat and prayed forJust another try
Throw your babies in the waterLet your hair down like you used toAnd tell all your sons and daughtersThey don't have to grow up like youThey're not supposed to
Throw your babies in the waterLet your hair down like you used toAnd tell all your sons and daughtersThey don't have to grow up like you

They're not supposed to 

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