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