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This is AN acoustic version of Prodigal Son by Bad Religion.
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work gets done don't look at me
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[Pre Verse:]
(run)
[Verse 1:]
Oh can't you feel the nostalgia I wonder about you modern aristocrat Horatio Alger
Clever never hesitating in the baiting ever waiting for the canticle of manacles abating
Did you ever forget you had a regret?
And what you only guessed at might still be waiting
[Chorus:]
When the prodigal son with a caroming shadow of hate comes to land at home
Well he's a mourning star with a champagne heart at his curtain call
And father never understood the way the work gets done
Don't look at me no I ain't one no prodigal son
Don't look at me no I ain't one no prodigal son
[Pre Verse:]
(run)
[Verse 2:]
When everybody about is ready to bout you about controversial values
Don't you think you'd better readdress the level of the cowardice rising to drown you?
Did you ever connect or come to reject or even inspect
The dreams that hound you?
[Chorus]
When the prodigal son with a caroming shadow of hate comes to land at home
Well he's a mourning star with a champagne heart at his curtain call
And father never understood the way the work gets done
Don't look at me no I ain't one no prodigal son
Don't look at me no I ain't one no prodigal son
[Outro:]
When you least expect it he's going to run
Like the blood-red path of the western sun
The prodigal son is waiting waiting for his moment to come
Well hell no don't look at me can't you see I ain't one no prodigal son
It ain't me no I ain't one no prodigal son
