Smack Me Down

Deep in my spleen I knew what they were sayin’

Didn’t trust their lyin’ eyes and and swayin’ hips

Fuck off… fuck off…

Fuck you and you and the best of you

Hear the howls of our screaming wives

Sharpening their fathers’ knives

Fly me away across midnight oceans

Then smack me down smack me down

Smack me far right, far right down

Through the icy rain I didn’t hear you say

I hope to see you again one day

Smack me down smack me down

Smack me far right far right down

The plane flies low into the mountain tall

Exploding in a mega fuckin’ shoppin’ mall

The screamin’ wives keep the home fires burnin’

What you hurlin’?

Don’t come back, you’re a dead-beat dad

Come back now and make us feel sad

And the kids drop their buckets and spade

And wade into the ocean

Gimmee some Bollinger and a dozen oysters

Drownin’ out the sound of the children’s voices

Cut the engine over the mid Atlantic ocean

Then smack me down smack me down smack me far right down

Smack me down smack me down smack me far right down

Smack me down far right, far right down