Stupid Lullabies

Yeah, cigarette ashes and Tickets to the dances and One buck bottle of wine under a minute of my time I'll give you all that I can, son It may be less than I have, son Don't break the ties that border us, son Don't waste my time You're no son of mine! I've got so many errands to run, son Fraternize with poker buddies and their cash, son I spent the better part of life singing you stupid lullabies And handcuffed tight behind my back under your mother's watchful eye, god rest her soul God bless a wasted life