Paul Thomas Saunders - Good Time Rags And Requiems

Celebrate now your fathers died
Child, you no longer have to hide.
Demonstrate how your mother cried
Child, all those tears she’d hide behind.

The good time rags have all begun.
Requiems have all been sung.

But how I’ll miss you and I’ll
Try to forget you.
How I’ll miss you for a while.

Liberate, from the cat O’nines
Undo every blade he tied.
Consolidate all the promises he made,
Lay them on his cold grave with your mothers flowers.

The good time rags have all begun.
Requiems have all been sung.

But how I’ll miss you and I’ll
Try to forget you
How I’ll miss you for a while
For a while.

Forget me,
Forget you,
Let me forget you
Let me forget you for a while

Forget me,
Forget you,
Let me forget you
Let me forget you for a while

But how I’ll miss you and I’ll
Try to forget you
How I’ll miss you for a while and I’ll
Try to forget you
How I’ll miss you for a while.