| Song | Father's Day |
| Artist | Frank Turner |
| Album | Sleep Is For The Week |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| When I was sixteen | |
| I cut myself a | |
| Mohawk, Because | |
| I wanted to walk the walk, | |
| And not just talk the talk, | |
| But it was a bit of a disaster because | |
| I did the sides with kitchen scissors, | |
| Because I didn抰 have any clippers, | |
| And I didn抰 want to use a beard-trimmer br /> | |
| I抎 made that mistake before. | |
| When you got home you didn抰 want to talk about what | |
| I抎 done. You said | |
| I抎 let you down, | |
| I抎 ****ed around, when | |
| I was only having fun. | |
| With the way that you抳e been lately, you抳e no right to scream and shout. | |
| You and I, we抳e got a lot that we need to talk about. | |
| What抯 the point in making vows that you抮e never going to keep? | |
| A lifetime lying awake means you抣l never get to sleep. | |
| And all the promises you made, that were painful and untrue, | |
| Of all the things you do they reflect worst on you. | |
| We all have our own devices | |
| For handling mid-life crises br /> | |
| Usually involves a motorbike and | |
| Suspicious fashion decisions. | |
| But you choose to stave off grey hairs by | |
| Lamely hacking at the sides | |
| With lies and flimsy alibis | |
| For your suspicious expeditions. | |
| When I get home | |
| I don抰 want to talk about what you抳e done. | |
| Yes you抳e let me down, you抳e ****ed around, but | |
| I guess you were having fun. | |
| With the way that | |
| I抳e been lately, | |
| I抳e no right to scream and shout. | |
| You and I, we抳e got a lot that we need to talk about. | |
| You always told me | |
| Father抯 Day was just another way | |
| Of selling | |
| Hallmark greeting cards | |
| Twenty Years of waking sleep, of lying through your teeth, | |
| Meant every | |
| Father抯 Day spent wondering who the hell you are. | |
| What抯 the point in us making vows that we抮e never going to keep? | |
| I keep trying to keep you up, but you keep on falling asleep. | |
| And all the promises we made were painful and untrue, | |
| But for better or for worse, | |
| I am turning into you. |
| When I was sixteen | |
| I cut myself a | |
| Mohawk, Because | |
| I wanted to walk the walk, | |
| And not just talk the talk, | |
| But it was a bit of a disaster because | |
| I did the sides with kitchen scissors, | |
| Because I didn yang have any clippers, | |
| And I didn yang want to use a beardtrimmer br | |
| I yun made that mistake before. | |
| When you got home you didn yang want to talk about what | |
| I yun done. You said | |
| I yun let you down, | |
| I yun ed around, when | |
| I was only having fun. | |
| With the way that you ni e been lately, you ni e no right to scream and shout. | |
| You and I, we ni e got a lot that we need to talk about. | |
| What zha the point in making vows that you zhen e never going to keep? | |
| A lifetime lying awake means you yun l never get to sleep. | |
| And all the promises you made, that were painful and untrue, | |
| Of all the things you do they reflect worst on you. | |
| We all have our own devices | |
| For handling midlife crises br | |
| Usually involves a motorbike and | |
| Suspicious fashion decisions. | |
| But you choose to stave off grey hairs by | |
| Lamely hacking at the sides | |
| With lies and flimsy alibis | |
| For your suspicious expeditions. | |
| When I get home | |
| I don yang want to talk about what you ni e done. | |
| Yes you ni e let me down, you ni e ed around, but | |
| I guess you were having fun. | |
| With the way that | |
| I ni e been lately, | |
| I ni e no right to scream and shout. | |
| You and I, we ni e got a lot that we need to talk about. | |
| You always told me | |
| Father zha Day was just another way | |
| Of selling | |
| Hallmark greeting cards | |
| Twenty Years of waking sleep, of lying through your teeth, | |
| Meant every | |
| Father zha Day spent wondering who the hell you are. | |
| What zha the point in us making vows that we zhen e never going to keep? | |
| I keep trying to keep you up, but you keep on falling asleep. | |
| And all the promises we made were painful and untrue, | |
| But for better or for worse, | |
| I am turning into you. |
| When I was sixteen | |
| I cut myself a | |
| Mohawk, Because | |
| I wanted to walk the walk, | |
| And not just talk the talk, | |
| But it was a bit of a disaster because | |
| I did the sides with kitchen scissors, | |
| Because I didn yāng have any clippers, | |
| And I didn yāng want to use a beardtrimmer br | |
| I yǔn made that mistake before. | |
| When you got home you didn yāng want to talk about what | |
| I yǔn done. You said | |
| I yǔn let you down, | |
| I yǔn ed around, when | |
| I was only having fun. | |
| With the way that you nǐ e been lately, you nǐ e no right to scream and shout. | |
| You and I, we nǐ e got a lot that we need to talk about. | |
| What zhā the point in making vows that you zhěn e never going to keep? | |
| A lifetime lying awake means you yun l never get to sleep. | |
| And all the promises you made, that were painful and untrue, | |
| Of all the things you do they reflect worst on you. | |
| We all have our own devices | |
| For handling midlife crises br | |
| Usually involves a motorbike and | |
| Suspicious fashion decisions. | |
| But you choose to stave off grey hairs by | |
| Lamely hacking at the sides | |
| With lies and flimsy alibis | |
| For your suspicious expeditions. | |
| When I get home | |
| I don yāng want to talk about what you nǐ e done. | |
| Yes you nǐ e let me down, you nǐ e ed around, but | |
| I guess you were having fun. | |
| With the way that | |
| I nǐ e been lately, | |
| I nǐ e no right to scream and shout. | |
| You and I, we nǐ e got a lot that we need to talk about. | |
| You always told me | |
| Father zhā Day was just another way | |
| Of selling | |
| Hallmark greeting cards | |
| Twenty Years of waking sleep, of lying through your teeth, | |
| Meant every | |
| Father zhā Day spent wondering who the hell you are. | |
| What zhā the point in us making vows that we zhěn e never going to keep? | |
| I keep trying to keep you up, but you keep on falling asleep. | |
| And all the promises we made were painful and untrue, | |
| But for better or for worse, | |
| I am turning into you. |