Son of Sam

Hey mom! It’s 9: AM and I don’t want to go
Oh, son I want you to know, there’s a lesson to be taught
and some stories to be told
I sat down on a bench, but my mind was somewhere else
Nearly fell asleep but I woke up to the bells
People started singing in strange languages and forms
While a guy behind a keyboard hit emotional chords
The dark side of the light
Is always shining bright
So let the deaf lead the choir
And let the blind lead the blind
Let Son of Sam watch your kids and sing the lullaby
A fat American guy said he knew a scheme
for successfull living and the American dream
For some reason he asked for money though he didn’t look poor
In his Valentino suit, custom made for sure.
«Catchers» he screamed, but I never fell
«Oh, you have swallowed a spirit belonging to hell»
It was true I felt sick, but it was due to the noise
Cause he yelled like a school girl watching Backstreet Boys
The dark side of the light
Is always shining bright
So let the deaf lead the choir
And let the blind lead the blind
Let Son of Sam watch your kids and sing the lullaby