Artista:
Morrissey
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Stepchild, you have outlived your timeYou represent embarrassment and failureAnd the father who must be killedIs the blight upon your blighted lifeAnd his might is his legal rightTo ground you downStepchild, with every petty swipeYou just might find you´re fighting for your lifeAnd the father who must be killedIs a step farther but nonethelessThe way he chews his foodRips right through your sensesStepchild, there´s a knife in a drawer in a room downstairsAnd you, you know what you must doSo the stepchild ran with a knife to his sleeping frameAnd slams it in his arms, his legs, his face, his neck and says"There´s a law against me now"And the father who must be killedWith his dying breath, he grabs her handAnd he looks into her eyesHe says "I´m sorry" and he dies"Stepchild, I release youWith this broken voice I beseech you""Why are lives so short?"The stepchild thought half pointing to the sky"No one to warn meNo hand to touch meAnd no Bible-Belters to mess with meMama don´t miss meMama don´t miss meThis death will complete me""But where I go there will be no one to meet meI know there will be no one to meet me"But still the step-child press the knife to her throatHalf pointing to the sky"Just as mother-less birds fly highThen so shall ISo shall ISo shall ISo shall ISo shall I"
