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Cool dad, cool
Just because your dream is falling apart
That doesn't mean you have to pull into the crowd around you
Cool dad, cool
We are not made from the same mold
You are a rock, I am a rolling stone
We do not choose
Your fortune explodes, your pre Beings are fighting
Just downstairs from your house
Your daughter shoots up
Your son is on the road
Your mistress receives
Y There are your heroes who jump
There are beggars who vote
There is your wife who drinks
There are no more cathedrals
There are stars in sandals
And no one believes them
Cool dad cool
It's not because your dream is crumbling
That it you have to pull into the crowd around you
Cool dad cool
We're not made of the same mold
You're a rock, I'm a rolling stone
We don't choose
Your fortune shatters, your priests fight
Just outside your house
All the traitors embrace you
Your hunting lodge
Is full of outlaw judges
There are bailiffs ringing the bell
There's God on the phone
You you have blood on your fingers
Time is shaking you up
Your image is burning
But don't worry
You have to understand
That in barely ten years old
Perhaps it's me who will say
Cool dad cool
It's not because your dream is coming true collapse
That you have to pull in the crowd around you
Cool dad cool
We are not made of the same mold
You you're a rock, I'm a rolling stone
We don't choose
Your fortune is shattering, your priests are fighting
Just down from your house