Song parody of
Glory! Glory! Glory!
by Call Hollow
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They told you they would let him die at home
I'd have done it differently if I'd known
I'd have let you finish mowing the lawn
Before I told you that your father was gone
I looked ridiculous in your coat
You drank to drown the song down in your throat
We can't stay drunk in the yard forever
Pretending to know how to know each other
Spit it out for me
Spit it out and sing
Glory! Glory! Glory!
When the heart gets hungry it sets a trap
And baits it with a telephone whisper
And guarding every gilded lie
The crows that ornament the telephone line
And you got a lot to learn
'Bout what you do and don't deserve
I'm here to sing the long unsung song of all I have done wrong
Glory! Glory! Glory!
To all the warmth I've wasted
I'm sorry I tried to replace it
With sticky bodies, whiskey coffee
And outbound aeroplanes
I am ashamed
Of my arrogance, my petulance
Of being too proud to ask
Anyone for anything
I'm spittin' it out
I'm singin' it out
I am ashamed!
They told you they would let him die at home
I'd have done it differently if I'd known
I'd have let you finish mowing the lawn
Before I told you that your father was gone
I looked ridiculous in your coat
You drank to drown the song down in your throat
We can't stay drunk in the yard forever
Pretending to know how to know each other
Spit it out for me
Spit it out and sing
Glory! Glory! Glory!
When the heart gets hungry it sets a trap
And baits it with a telephone whisper
And guarding every gilded lie
The crows that ornament the telephone line
And you got a lot to learn
'Bout what you do and don't deserve
I'm here to sing the long unsung song of all I have done wrong
Glory! Glory! Glory!
To all the warmth I've wasted
I'm sorry I tried to replace it
With sticky bodies, whiskey coffee
And outbound aeroplanes
I am ashamed
Of my arrogance, my petulance
Of being too proud to ask
Anyone for anything
I'm spittin' it out
I'm singin' it out
I am ashamed!
