Hewlett's Daughter

Hewlett's daughter

Loved her father

And I think she loved me too

For a little while

Hewlett's daughter

I forgot her

And now I'm treatin' water

And wasted nights

High above the wrecks

On ice shelves and glaciers

I spy below the mess

And measure the pressures

Where sofas float on roads

And somebody stole your guns

Well, sir, I'm the only one

To get back your stolen guns

I should have been your son

High above the wrecks

On ice shelves and dressers

With Crash United sewn on all of my dress shirts

They fire-filled the roads

And somebody stole your guns

Well, sir, I'm the only one

To get back his stolen guns

I should have been your son

Yes, sir, I'm the only one

I should have been your son