No Son of Mine Lyrics

We've drained full confession booths;
Polluted drinking wells with our
repentances and then stood,
grinning with our arms around the shoulders of a rotting child.
Hold that pose.
Provisional, arrogant little pigs who devour their siblings
Shoot that dog if we can't afford to feed
Shoot that dog if we can't afford to feed

Famine fathered a moth
Famine fathered a moth
that begot our fathers

Keep your voices down, I'm sneaking out
Hey! What's the big idea?
Keep your f****** hands off the insight
That rat has got it's mothers eyes
That rat has got it's mothers eyes
breeding ad nauseam, they are throwing themselves into the sea.

Stop. Theif.
Stop. Theif.
Stop. Theif.
Stop. Theif.
Stop. Theif.
Stop. Theif.
Stop. Theif.
Leave your drunken accident at the prom
It'll grow to mend your broken heart.
Don't sign the dotted line
(Every house is a little bit of Hollywood)
The world is too incredible
to bring such ugliness into it
The artist is sneaking down the hall
to impregnate the last of it's kin.
Indiscernible muse in a swarm of derivatives
And i deny any part
I deny any part of a

deadbeat godfather
Deadbeat godfather.
Deadbeat godfather.

Bite your tounge.
Who taught you those words?
Blaspheme!
When you are under my roof.
Don't ever say rock n' roll
Don't ever say rock n' roll.