Song parody of
Saturday Night
by Jamie Lenman
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My old man died on a Saturday night
I watched as he just stopped breathing
And though it was awful and painful and sad
I was glad that he wasn't alone
It felt like something he'd just had to go through,
An arduous task he'd been given
And it seemed so unfair it was his cross to bear,
The sickest and weakest of us
We never spoke much as a father and son
But we had an understanding
And I still hear him speak when I open my mouth
In anger, or wisdom, or such.
If I see a similar jacket or hair
I think for a moment I've found him
But then I remember, it's not about where'
And I know he's not lost he is gone.
But I'm glad that he wasn't alone
My old man died on a Saturday night
I watched as he just stopped breathing
And though it was awful and painful and sad
I was glad that he wasn't alone
It felt like something he'd just had to go through,
An arduous task he'd been given
And it seemed so unfair it was his cross to bear,
The sickest and weakest of us
We never spoke much as a father and son
But we had an understanding
And I still hear him speak when I open my mouth
In anger, or wisdom, or such.
If I see a similar jacket or hair
I think for a moment I've found him
But then I remember, it's not about where'
And I know he's not lost he is gone.
But I'm glad that he wasn't alone
