Call the press, they've made one unholy mess
On the steps of where we cried "It's Father's Day"
It's my favorite holiday
Don't mind if I take off my shoes before I
Take my life and hang myself
On Father's Day, it's my favorite holiday
Go away
What's a grown up but voices from the phone
I forgot, oh what did he say?
On Father's Day, it's my favorite holiday
Spent a hundred bucks on this haircut for Father's Day
It's my favorite holiday
Go Away
It's okay, I think I'm god
You stay, I think I'll fly around in space
Oh I think I'm God, you'll say
Hey, okay, I think I'm God
We'll stay, I think I've found a life in faith
I think I'm God, we'll say
Poor boy