A song about the failure of two fathers.
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So, there I was a-flyin' through the stars.
I could see you miles away.
You were there upon the mountain top.
Then the wind blew you away.
How I wanted to be strong like you...
How I wanted to believe...
But that was something I just could not do.
I couldn't find my mustard seed.
Who am I but just a ball of mud?!
Who am I but just a freak?!
All I wanted was to be your son,
But it wasn't meant to be.
Tell my why...
Why am I your bastard son?
So, here I am inside my wooden box.
There's no one here to take me home.
Fluff my pillow and lay down again.
Maybe I'm not who was wrong.
How I wanted to be strong like you...
How I wanted to believe...
But that was something I just could not do.
My feeble mind could not conceive.
Who am I but just a ball of mud?!
Who am I but just a freak?!
All I wanted was to be your son,
But it wasn't meant to be.
Tell my why...
Why am I your bastard son?
(SOLO)
Who am I but just a ball of mud?!
Who am I but just a freak?!
All I wanted was to be your son,
But it wasn't meant to be.
Tell my why...
Why am I your bastard son?
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