Night Shall Eat These Girls and Boys. - Don't Call Me Daddy-O

Can't find Grand Boulevard
Or even Woodward Ave
I've no clue where we're at

Don't call me Salazar
You and your sideways friends
Claire, Grace and Benjamin

Sure next time you can drive
While I play Country Tune
Make eyes at other dudes

Don't be mad I made a scene
I'm sad so please feel bad for me
Don't be mad I made a scene
I'm sad come on feel bad for me

In search of cigarettes
I'm dying for a smoke
Lost among the scarves and coats

From off the patio
I catch an awkward hush
And wonder why you're flush

Don't call me daddy-o
You and your cyborg friends
Don't know i'm listening in

Don't be mad I made a scene
I'm sad so please feel bad for me
Don't be mad I made a scene
I'm sad come on feel bad for me

Don't be mad I made a scene
When i'm the one who's suffering

Don't be mad I made a scene
I'm sad so please feel bad for me
Don't be mad I made a scene
I'm sad come on feel bad for me

Written by:
Nicolás López Coombs

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