Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Am the Teacher's Son, artist - Piano Magic. Album song The Troubled Sleep of Piano Magic, in the genre Инди
Date of issue: 05.01.2003
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Second Language
Song language: English
I Am the Teacher's Son |
Started mailroom |
Moved up through Clerical, now Obituaries |
I am the teacher’s son |
I am the teacher’s son |
I am the teacher’s son |
I’m the teacher’s son |
Never seen a sky so big |
Like it’s been saving up for years |
Clouds from Russia press-ganged in |
Until the dateline disappears |
I have loved and lost like the river’s lost and found |
But i’ve never fought the tide and i’ve never fucked around |
I’m the teacher’s son |
My favourite sound is churchbells |
And my greatest love’s the sea though I never learnt to swim |
Never trusted it with me |
I wrote a novel in my twenties though it never left my head |
A thousand words a sitting 'til all the characters were dead |
I’m the teacher’s son |
My father was a poet though he never got the chance |
'Cos his words looked like another’s if you took them at a glance |
But he met a girl so pretty that he asked her to a dance |
And there his words they died liked flowers |
There his words, they lost all power |
I’ve been told I have his ways |
I’ve been told I have his grace but he left me on my birthday |
And the only thing remains |
I’m the teacher’s son |