Lying To Your Grandmother
(1)
honey I’m back
get me a beer
it’s left me a wreck
get the kids in here
children today my mom
your dear grandmother
was moved from her home
by me and my brother
and put in a…facility
sorry for tears, it ain’t easy
what I did wasn’t me
it was this guy who was sleazy
to make her happy I lied
you’ll leave two months, maybe three
mom sat and she cried
when I’m old don’t lie to me
(2)
The bed is hard
my room mate snores
the food is lard
the nurses whores
I knew it was in the works
when they came that morning
their eyes low, like jerks
moving me with no warning
their little brains think
it’s them it’s about
so I end up in the clink
because they ain’t figured life out
they worry alone I’ll fail
they only love my money
it’s cause I’m cheaper in jail
damn calling me honey
(3)
Dad got me freaked
he tried to sell us
such a geek
when he’s zealous
what he and Dave done
getting gram in that place
what is a good son
Dad is a disgrace
oh he’s understood
we should believe the big lie
it’s for your own good
lay down and die
dad cried like never before
then waited unsteady
guess he was thinking up more
lies, but he said plenty already
Victor Schwartzman
victors@mts.net
1 comment:
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