He'd get home about five thirty
Fix a drink and
Sit down in his chair
Pick a fight with mama
Complain about us kids
Getting in his hair
At night he'd sit alone, smoke
I'd see his frown
Behind the lighter's flame
That same frown's in my mirror
I got my daddy's blood
Inside my veins
Fish swim
Birds fly
Daddies yell
Mamas cry
Old men
Sit and think
I drink
You got your chicken TV dinner
Six minutes on defrost
Three on high
A beer to wash it down with
Then another little whiskey
On the side
It's not so bad alone here
It don't bother me
That every night's the same
I don't need another lover
Hanging round
Trying to make me change
Fish swim
Birds fly
Lovers leave
By and by
Old men
Sit and think
I drink
I know
What I am
But I don't
I don't give a damn
Fish swim
Birds fly
Daddies yell
Mamas cry
Old men
Sit and think
I drink