Sullivan Heaton I went to my mother,
I went to my mother
Said She said son Patience is a virtue that you never seemed to learn
Said You were born with nothing, to nothing you'll return
There's no warning There's no reason
Now, now the lights go out
Now, now the voices cry
Now, now the lights go out
We don't want need you Said please make me king
Went to my father
He said son I went to my father
Said I've done 53 years but I haven't yet done mine You're just one of the millions waiting in line Now, now the lights go out.
History gave us meaning, gave us a place
Gave my father reasons for the lines on his face
But we asked for the money and money they gave
And God how that made us easy to enslave
So today at the office we picked up the cheque
The handshake of gold, the stab in the back
The old man went home silent and bowed
So in every street, in every town
The young men went drinking, drowning it out
Just running for a crown Comes some young pretender But now, now the lights go out.
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