Wiry Willy's in the mists of his life
He lost his children when he left his wife
Now he shudders thinking what his mom used to say
And there are sweat stains drying in his clothes today
Oh, death comes slow
Where did all the giants go?
Long Lucy has the mists in her eyes
Coke in a bottle and her bile on the rise
Her mom yelled this morning, Christ get a job
You smell like a junkie and you dress like a slob
Oh, death comes slow
Where did all the giants go?
Oh, that's all gone now
Like stars in the ceiling and a moon-jumping cow
Oh, that's gone now
The moon still whistles and the stars still sing
Boys are missiles that can fly off a swing
Hair-tousled daughters laugh in the sun
Joy withers when the childhood's done
Oh, death comes slow
Where did all the giants go.
credits
from Star Of A Fish,
released March 20, 2018
Charlie Cheney - Acoustic guitar and vocal
Greg D'Alessio - Everything else
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