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Tyrant Blues

You ruled your home like a tyrant
Everyone was afraid
That you'd come home one day and take
The coins out of their arcade

You ruled your home like a tyrant
You made everybody cry
On her wedding day your daughter left
Without looking you in the eye

You ruled your home like a tyrant
Kept chains on all the wheels
I once watched your son crawl down the road
To see how concrete feels

You ruled your home like a tyrant
With your torch and your masonry nails
Family nights were just an excuse
To pass notes saying "Get out of jail"

You ruled your home like a tyrant
That's no way to treat a spouse
Even I would hold my breath
Whenever setting foot in that house 

You ruled your home like a tyrant
Dead parakeets everywhere
On hot days we could catch the smell
Of burning animal hair 

You ruled your home like a tyrant 
I hope you proved your point
There's no one determined
As a broad-faced German 
with his nose so out of joint.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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