Your Father And I — текст песни (The Beautiful South)

(Heaton/Rotheray)
It was the middle of winter
And I drove us in my car
The snow started falling
So we stopped off at a bar

The beer started flowing
And your mother and I took the floor
But by the last dance we were tired
So I booked a room next door

So if anyone asks you
If you come from Heaven above
You`re from a one star hotel
With a five star passionate love

It was a hot summers day
And we drove there in our car
And your father was thirsty
So we had to find a bar

Well he couldn`t stop drinking
And he couldn`t stand on his feet
We had to walk to a hotel
And book ourselves into a suite

So if the teacher asks you
Are you from Heaven or are you from Hell
You`re from a one star drunken screw
In a one star motel
Yes if the teacher asks you
Are you from Heaven or are you from Hell
You`re from a pitch black toilet
In a highway Taco Bell

I`ll remember the birth
For the rest of my time on this land
You`re mother sweating buckets
And me holding onto her hand

Well your father was absent
He claimed he couldn`t find the ward
Just tugging on mescal
Trying to eat the umbilical cord

So if anyone asks you
Do you know where you`re from, say yes
You`re from your mother`s womb
And your father`s stinking breath
And if they ask you how you got here
Tell them just what it took
Your father`s stinking breath
And your mother`s stinking luck

Your father and I won`t tell the whole truth
Your father and I won`t tell the truth