I rehearsed today down in the bay
With a bunch of singers
And a string section, too
Came home in the afternoon, sunk into my chair
Took in the sun, thinking about what a friend said
About bullshit versus more important issues
The doors all started buzzing
Caroline went downstairs, and a crackhead fled
Two FedEx packages were ripped to shreds
She filed a report and I called the building manager
And let her know, and the next morning
A neighbor came over
And we talked it over
We went to bed
Turned on CNN
In South Carolina
Nine were shot dead
The killer looks like a little boy
And not a man, so tonight
I can't address nothing else that's happening

Friday was the show
With Chuck and Steph
Last night was a fight with Andre Ward
And an overweight Paul Smith
A piece of Smith's face went flying
In the ninth round
The ref stepped in, and the noise from the crowd
Was so intense, cause Steph Curry was in the house
And today is
Father's Day
Called my dad
And he sounded okay
Told him I was recording
But that on Wednesday
Gonna go pull fish from the ocean and cook them
With Caroline in a brand new kitchen
Oh, today is
Father's Day
Just talked with my dad
And he's doing okay
He and his girlfriend went to lunch
That's all he needs, he's eighty-one
He's a simple man and full of love
And I miss him a bunch
Oh, today is
Father's Day
Called my dad, and I'm so happy
That I can say
That after years of struggle
He's one of my best friends
No matter what his faults
I will always love that man
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