| Son: — Father, father I have sinned
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| I dunno where to begin
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| Give me words of advice
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| I’ll save them up for a clear day
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| Father: — Keep your eye upon the ball
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| Write your thoughts upon the wall
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| There’s some words of advice
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| Save them up for a clear day
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| Venus and Serena understand
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| Flushing meadows down the stream
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| Living life as though it’s a dream
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| Eat the future today
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| Don’t save it up for a rainy day
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| Holy bombs make holy holes
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| Holy holes make homeless moles
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| Take the turtle and hare
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| Don’t run around if you can walk there
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| Venus and Serena understand
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| Son: — Father, father, father, father can’t you see?
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| I’m a walking tragedy
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| Father, father, father when I look to the past
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| I never realised that it wouldn’t last
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| Venus and Serena understand
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| (Venus and Serena understand)
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| (Father:)
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| I’ve one final thing to say
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| I’m not your father anyway
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| Found you under a cloud
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| Left outside by the wolves one day, hey |