Sir
If you can make it work
I have an opportunity for you
I feel
Like a fish out of water
In a new place
But happy for my father
Unless my memory
Serves me wrong
This is not what we
Agreed upon
And just like that
Forced into a contract
Stuck within these halls
Like the spider on the wall
Poor one
Trapped in the Old Dominion
Well, while we're here
We might as well enjoy the year
Mother can I go
Out into the snow and play
Severely underpaid
But at least we had a place to stay
This is not
What we agreed upon
Slow
Take in the sight of snow
A white canvas
With cardboard swords
We ignored
The growing cracks
And when is brother coming back
Mother can I go
Out into the snow and play
Severely underpaid
But at least we had a place to stay
Mother can I go
Out into the snow and play
Severely underpaid
But at least we had a place to stay