| Negaduck’s ode to his father Dad, I don’t know what the fuck’s the matter with you I don’t care for you You never cared for me Why should I be pleased? You never taught me right from wrong, Only to be strong. And look where I am now I think back and wonder how? Maybe it was because of that bomb Or maybe cause I killed someone’s mom You used to hurt mom terribly I remember her blood on the TV screen You said what the fuck’s wrong with me You don’t care for me! We lived in poverty I remember no electricity How ironic. You worked in the coal factory What ever did I do To deserve a father like you?! Now I must admit, As I sit here with my chick, I have total rule Over every fool And I am bad enough To say, fuck off! I don’t need you! I never have! Cause the love you gave me would make anyone gag! And if I ever see you again, I will make sure I never do again I will bury you alive And tell you how I survived Knowing that this day would come When I would finally learn how to use a gun Kids these days shoot by accident But it ain’t one if they had a father with your kinda accent If I was still a boy I’d shoot you dead without a second thought But you kept those bullets high enough Away, so I could not reach But now here I preach With my son in my reach, Love, and be loved. |