song lyrics
Prodigal Son lyrics
Oh can t you feel the nostalgia son I wonder about ya
Modernistocrat Horatio Alger
Clever never hesitating in the baiting ever waiting
For the canticle of manacles abating
Do you ever forget - you had a regret - and what you only guessed at
Might still be waiting?
When the prodigal son with a caroming shadow of hate comes to land at home
Well he s a mourning star with a champagne heart at his curtain call
And father never understood just how the work gets done
Don t look at me, no I ain t one, no prodigal son
Don t look at me, no I ain t one, no prodigal son
When everybody about - is read to bout you - about controversial values
Don t you think you better readdress the level of the cowardice rising to drown you
Did you ever connect - or come to reject - or even inspect
That dream that hounds you
When the prodigal son with a caroming shadow of hate comes to land at home
Well he s a mourning star with a champagne heart at his curtain call
And father never understood just how the work gets done
Don t look at me, no I ain t one, no prodigal son
Don t look at me, no I ain t one, no prodigal son
When you least expect it he s going to run
Like the blood red path of the western sun oh yeah
The prodigal son is waiting, waiting for his moment to come
Well hell no, don t look at me
Can t you see, I ain t one, no prodigal son
Don t look at me, no I ain t one, no prodigal son
song lyrics
| 
