I Love My Dad-Mark Kozelek

歌手 : Mark Kozelek

专辑 : Live at Victoria Teatern and Stenhammarsalen

语种 : 英语

时长 : 05:37

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TXT I Love My Dad-Mark Kozelek 文本歌词

I Love My Dad - Mark Kozelek (马克·考斯科)

When I was young my father taught me not to gloat

If I came home too proud of myself I get wrestled

To the floor and choked But I forgive him for that

He was an eighth grade drop out and I was forgive a brat

I forgive my do

I know that he loves me and he knows I love him too

When I was young my father told me

To each his own The lady said as she kissed the cow

Some like the fiddle

Some like the trombone and I live by that rule

Your trip is your trip and my trip is my trip too

Yeah I'll mind my own business

I'll have an O'Douls and my friend here will have a Guinness

I love my dad

Your kid goes to the private Berkley

School with one black kid

My kid goes to the public school

Came home with cracked ribs

And when my kid's eighteen he'll be out there like

I was and probably chasing his dreams

And when your kid's twenty-two

He'll have an internship at a law firm

And hey that's okay too

When I was five I came home from kindergarten

Crying cause they sat me next to an albino

My dad said son everyone's different

You gotta love em all equally

And then my dad sat me down

He said you gotta love all people

Pink red black or brown

And then just after dinner he played me

The album They Only Come Out At Night by Edgar Winter

When I was young my father told me the beauty of patience

We'd go and hang with his friend Billy

Brislin all day in his Stubenville basement

We'd watch wrestling matches on TV and Billy

Couldn't move cause he was handicapped

And I learned to shoot the shit

And how to care for those in need and to show respect

When I was a kid my dad brought home

A guitar he got me from Sears

I took lessons from a neighbor lady

But it wasn't going anywhere

He went and got me a good teacher and

In no time at all I was getting better

I can play just fine

I still practice a lot but not as much as Nels Cline

I ain't trying to say my dad was some

Kind of a perfect saint

When something set him off I hit the floor

Quicker than what Mike Tyson did to Ricky Sveen

I hit the floor so fast but that was so long ago

And we both moved past My life is pretty good

I owe it to him My dad did the best he could

I love my dad