The day that I first felt pain.
The day that I knew I'm else.
This joy of them open my eyes felt
As if they were being pulled out
The fear that my father would evoke.
He'd say this affiction runs in blood -
'You're just a burden of mine.
You're just your mothere's son.
You're just a devil's lot -
A burden of mine..."
"You pester me with your weeping.
Feel it child.
You can't thank enough till you feel it.
Feel it child.
You'll be a sack of hurt when I'm finished with you.
You're going to feel it.
Feel it lad..."
The kids, they would call me a lame.
The stones they would throw to entertain themselves.
The show they would make of my polio leg -
The blood.iron taste in your mouth
Won't you feel it lad...
The blood.iron taste...
The blood.iron taste in your mouth
Won't you feel it lad
The blood.iron taste...
The blood.iron taste in your mouth
Won't you feel it lad
The blood.iron taste...
"Dry your eyes,
They all just seem to be..."
The day that I knew I'm else.
This joy of them open my eyes felt
As if they were being pulled out
The fear that my father would evoke.
He'd say this affiction runs in blood -
'You're just a burden of mine.
You're just your mothere's son.
You're just a devil's lot -
A burden of mine..."
"You pester me with your weeping.
Feel it child.
You can't thank enough till you feel it.
Feel it child.
You'll be a sack of hurt when I'm finished with you.
You're going to feel it.
Feel it lad..."
The kids, they would call me a lame.
The stones they would throw to entertain themselves.
The show they would make of my polio leg -
The blood.iron taste in your mouth
Won't you feel it lad...
The blood.iron taste...
The blood.iron taste in your mouth
Won't you feel it lad
The blood.iron taste...
The blood.iron taste in your mouth
Won't you feel it lad
The blood.iron taste...
"Dry your eyes,
They all just seem to be..."