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Etherdad Video (MV)




Performed By: The Put Outs
Length: 3:55
Written by: Mark Freifeld




The Put Outs - Etherdad Lyrics




Come on Dad and comfort me
Come on Dad and comfort me

Cause I've been real down
Pushed my friends out of town
They say therapy fixes these things
They say therapy fixes these

Come on Dad are you up there now
Will I get through somehow?
Come on, come on throw me a goddamn bone
Or am I just all alone?

All the good ones are hanging themselves
While the rich keep getting richer
When I was 12 I felt rock n' roll
When I was 12 I felt it

Come on Dad, the engine lost steam
Visit me in a dream
Come on, come on
Time's running out
And you always knew what it's about

I want to hear your voice
Above this cone of noise
When I was 12 I felt rock n' roll
When I was 12 I felt it

Come on Dad why the long face?
We both needed out of this place
Come on, come on the illusion is real
And I don't quite know how to feel

And you were real down
Way before I left town
But some shit tends to follow you around
Some shit tends to follow

Come on Dad and comfort me...
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Come on Dad and comfort me
Come on Dad and comfort me

Cause I've been real down
Pushed my friends out of town
They say therapy fixes these things
They say therapy fixes these

Come on Dad are you up there now
Will I get through somehow?
Come on, come on throw me a goddamn bone
Or am I just all alone?

All the good ones are hanging themselves
While the rich keep getting richer
When I was 12 I felt rock n' roll
When I was 12 I felt it

Come on Dad, the engine lost steam
Visit me in a dream
Come on, come on
Time's running out
And you always knew what it's about

I want to hear your voice
Above this cone of noise
When I was 12 I felt rock n' roll
When I was 12 I felt it

Come on Dad why the long face?
We both needed out of this place
Come on, come on the illusion is real
And I don't quite know how to feel

And you were real down
Way before I left town
But some shit tends to follow you around
Some shit tends to follow

Come on Dad and comfort me...
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Writer: Mark Freifeld
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