She's a commie mommy dommy, he's a fascist sub
An old dead relic from world war love
His trad wive's a mad wife putting Archie in a bunker
He cries himself to sleep in an old shabby bunker
Cries himself to sleep in an old shabby bunker
He said "Let me go, cut me loose
Im swinging on my father's Secondhand Noose"
He said "Let me go, cut me loose
Im swinging on my father's Secondhand Noose"
"Im swinging on my father's Secondhand Noose"
With a thanks in kind to his nine to life
Shapeshifting empires leaving his heart
His children ask why he's indebted to a salesman
The end is nigh you better find salvation
The end is nigh you better find salvation
He said "Let me go, cut me loose
Im swinging on my father's Secondhand Noose"
He said "Let me go, cut me loose
Im swinging on my father's Secondhand Noose"
"Im swinging on my father's Secondhand Noose"
It's the blood from my soul, it's a prison for the free
Coerce your own happiness with the pretence of liberty
My family saw me try, then fail and try again
Inherit my sick then pass it to the kin
Inherit my sick then pass it to the kin
Inherit my sick then pass it to the kin
He said "Let me go, cut me loose
Im swinging on my father's Secondhand Noose"
He said "Let me go, cut me loose
Im swinging on my father's Secondhand Noose"
He said "Let me go, cut me loose
Im swinging on my father's Secondhand Noose"
He said "Let me go, cut me loose
Im swinging on my father's Secondhand Noose"
"Im swinging on my father's Secondhand Noose"
"Im swinging on my father's Secondhand Noose"
"Im swinging on my father's Secondhand Noose"
"Im swinging on my father's Secondhand Noose"
"Im swinging on my father's Secondhand Noose"
"Im singing my patriarchic blues"
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