Lyric Son


Oh, I feel sympathy. Be grateful my son for what you get.
Expression and passion. Ten days for watching the sunset;
when I was your age amusement we made for ourselves.
Permission to breathe sir, don t talk like that, I m your old man.
They ll soon be demobbed son, so join up as soon as you can.
You can t borrow that
`cos that s for the races and doesn t grow on trees.

I only feel what touches me
and feel in touching I can see
a better state to be in.
Who has the right
to question what I might do,
in feeling I should touch the real
and only things I feel.

It s advice and it s nice to know when you re best advised.
You ve only turned thirty, so son, you d better apologize.
And when you grow up, if you re good
we will buy you a bike.