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  • Текст песни Frank Turner - Fatherless

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    Well here's a tale, I've not yet told
    I was evicted when, I was eight years old
    I was shipped off to a dormitory
    Full of kids who made no sense to me
    And I cried myself to sleep each night
    For three straight weeks til' I was dead inside
    But I'm not asking for your pity
    It's just that fairytales about fathers make me angry
    I was never taught how to deal with this
    But I soldier onwards nonetheless
    I'm fatherless
    And it makes me feel like I'm an alien
    Oh Lord, what I wouldn't give
    For a caregiver who had care to give
    I'm alone and I don't know
    How or if to be a man
    Look at me now
    Vacancy, job vacancy
    I need somebody to be the making of me
    Someone to take me fishing
    You can't blame a grown up kid for wishing
    Someone to teach me how to shave
    To tut over the mistakes I've made
    To offer me some fatherly advice
    Some kind of acknowledgement would be nice
    I was never taught how to deal with this
    But I soldier onwards nonetheless
    I'm fatherless
    And it makes me feel like I'm an alien
    Oh Lord, what I wouldn't give
    For a caregiver who had care to give
    I'm alone and I don't know
    How or if to be a man
    Look at me now!
    Do I make you proud?
    Oh, look at me now!
    Have you heard the news?
    I finally found Jesus
    He'd locked himself in the bathroom at the party
    I had to talk him down he was having a whitey
    And he said, "Francis, I don't need this
    The expectations and relentless pressure
    Of a distant and judgmental father"
    And I said, "I can see what you mean, JC
    But at least he's paying some kind of attention
    To his miraculously spawned conception
    But for some of us, we struggle to be seen
    And I sold my soul to rock and roll
    In a desperate throw to even be noticed at all"
    Look at me now!
    Am I enough of a man?
    Oh, look at me now!

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