Father of Nine

I feel it at the worst times You burst in crying in a Beautiful white dress Though I won't be dying anymore You're killing me, thank you Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you Thank you, thank you, thank you Oh I didn't need the mascot My head's not detached any more Silly me, thank you Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you Thank you, thank you, thank you Oh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'm giving you away I'm giving you away I'm giving you away I'm giving you away Oh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'm giving you away I'm giving you away I'm giving you away I'm giving you away You said stop right there You said, it didn't need to be sublime Ridiculous I cried And everybody's eyes shot to the walls And for that I thank you Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you Thank you, thank you, thank you Oh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'm pissing on your grave I've given you away I think of what I've gained To piss it all away Oh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I givе it at all away Pissing on your grave I'm giving you away There's nothing morе to say And the sky turns grey I think it's gonna rain