[Raised by wolves until the age of two, my closest childhood friends and

confidants were my 2 pet turtles, Venus and Serena]

Son:

Father, father I have sinned

I dunno where to begin

Give me words of advice

I'll save 'em up for a clear day



Father:

Keep your eye upon the ball

Write your thoughts upon the wall

There's some words of advice

Save 'em up for a clear day



Venus and Serena understand

(Venus and Serena understand)

Venus and Serena understand



Flushing meadows down the stream

Living life as though it's a dream

Eat the future today

Don't save it up for a rainy day

Holy bombs make holy holes

Holy holes make homeless moles

Take the turtle and hare

Don't run around when you can walk there



Venus and Serena understand

(Venus and Serena understand)

Venus and Serena understand



Son:

Father, Father, Father, Father

Can't you see?

I'm a walking tragedy

Father, father, father

When I look to the past

I never realised that it wouldn't last



Venus and Serena understand

(Venus and Serena understand)

Venus and Serena understand

(Venus and Serena understand)

Venus and Serena understand

(Venus and Serena understand)

Venus and Serena understand



Father:

I've one final thing to say

I'm not your father anyway

Found you under a cloud