Hunky Kentuckian Paroles

in the color of iron
as-I-go limp
in the eye
of the storm
of the man

Me and my hunky Kentuckian dad.
Me and my teary-eyed Circle K dad.

I was not suckled, I was not born,
from no sweet womb did I emerge,
of sticks and clay and violence made,
only one soft thing ever known.

Me and my hunky Kentuckian dad.
Me and my teary-eyed Circle K dad.

In the river we’d bathe on the sunniest days
as he slept from his hard night before,
we’d dive to the cool depths, we comb the floor
I do-si-do like a killdeer with one wing down,
til sweet lil sister can sneak out the front door,
then the planets align
in the color of iron
as-I-go limp
in the eye
of the storm
of the man

Me and my hunky Kentuckian dad.
Me and my teary-eyed Circle K dad.

Everything dies yeah everything goes,
leaving you half what you were,
yeah i say everything dies and everything goes,
I’ve lived two times the lifespan of love.

Me and my hunky Kentuckian dad.
Me and my teary-eyed Circle K dad.

Surprise surprise it’s a world of surprise,
and I am hiding a shiny thing too,
there is only one ending for the story we’re in,
you know when you know what to do.