August 6, 2010 by Abode Camp in The Tragically Hip

Don’t Wake Daddy


Sled dogs after dinner
close their eyes on
the howlin’ wastes
Kurt Cobain, reincarnated,
sighs and licks his face
then they drift past strips
of Serengeti and the gates
of Sleepy Hollow too
you can pause in wonder,
they paused in wonder and
yea, I paused in wonder too
just don’t wake daddy

They can lay their heads
on their futon-beds,
so many miles from home
you can teach your children
some fashion sense and they
fashion some of their own
for when the policy-weary
commune on the untamed land
through white sheers
whispers in their ears,
you’re damned
and don’t wake daddy

You can stuff yer void
with the asteroid
that’s hurtlin toward the earth
you can drop the bomb
that restores some calm
then promises rebirth
just don’t wake daddy

It’s the perfect time now
for an eclectic choice
they’re all asleep but us now
it’s time to hear your voice

Sing to end all songs
to end all songs






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