Don't let there be something sour in my coffee
There's fourteen year olds
Screamin' "get out of my country!"
I won't let him rise just to say goodbye
Hourly, daily
The August cold
Brings something bad in his sock drawer
There's too much hate
Coverin' up those once-white walls
I don't want my boy to think that I'm only to avoid
Tread safe hourly, daily
He's the spitting image and the oldest of two
Now, what kind of mess have you gone and got yourself into?
Make a morning pledge
To the hum of the city quiet
Pray daybreak sun
Can fill up the halls of a sleepless night
Bring one good face into this house today
Hourly, daily
He's the spitting image and the oldest of two
Now what kind of mess have you gone and got yourself into?
He's the spitting image and the oldest of two
Now, what kind of mess have you gone and got yourself into?
There's fourteen year olds
Screamin' "get out of my country!"
I won't let him rise just to say goodbye
Hourly, daily
The August cold
Brings something bad in his sock drawer
There's too much hate
Coverin' up those once-white walls
I don't want my boy to think that I'm only to avoid
Tread safe hourly, daily
He's the spitting image and the oldest of two
Now, what kind of mess have you gone and got yourself into?
Make a morning pledge
To the hum of the city quiet
Pray daybreak sun
Can fill up the halls of a sleepless night
Bring one good face into this house today
Hourly, daily
He's the spitting image and the oldest of two
Now what kind of mess have you gone and got yourself into?
He's the spitting image and the oldest of two
Now, what kind of mess have you gone and got yourself into?
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