Cathedral Birds - Punch Drunk Friends

To all my punch drunk childhood friends lost in middle age
Did your fighting days ever end
Are you still filled with rage ?
Do you still go off like a rocket
At the slightest little thing
Your eyes bulging in their sockets
As you step into the ring
You held us down in the playground
You punched your anger out
Just like your fathers before you
Knocked your mother around
Do your children bare the scars
Do they carry the curse
Are your grandkids the same little men
Or are they something worse

Written by:
Rick Baines

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