PAPA WON’T LEAVE YOU, HENRY

I went out walking the other day, the wind hung wet around my neck
My head it rung with screams and groans from the night I spent amongst her bones
I passed beside the mission house where that mad old buzzard, the reverend,
Shrieked and flapped about life after your dead, well, I thought about my friend, Michel
How they rolled him in linoleum and shot him in the neck
A bloody halo, like a think-bubble circling his head
And I bellowed at the firmament, looks like the rains are hear to stay
And the rain pissed down upon me and washed me all away saying:
“Papa won’t leave you, Henry, papa won’t leave you, boy,
Papa won’t leave you, Henry, papa won’t leave you, boy”
Well, the road is long and the road is hard and many fall by the side
But Papa won’t leave you, Henry, so there ain’t no need to cry
And I went on down the road, he went on down the road
and I went on down the road, he went on down the road
Well, the moon it looked exhausted like something you should pity
Spent an age-spotted, above the sizzling wires of the city
Well, it reminded me of her face, her bleached and hungry eyes
Her hair was like a curtain falling open with the laughter and closing with the lies
But the ghost of her still lingers on, though she’s passed through me and is gone
The slum dogs, they are barking and the rain children on the streets
And the tears that we will weep today will all be washed away
By the tears that we will weep again tomorrow
Papa won’t leave you, Henry, papa won’t leave you, boy
Papa won’t leave you, Henry, papa won’t leave you, boy
For the road is long and the road is hard and many fall by the side
But Papa won’t leave you, Henry.
So there ain’t no need to cry and I went on down the road
He went on down the road and I went on down the road
He went on down the road and I came upon a little house
A little house upon a hill and I entered through, the curtain hissed
Into the house with its blood-red bowels where wet-lipped women with greasy fists
Crawled the ceilings and the walls they filled me full of drink and led me round the rooms
Naked and cold and grinning, until everything went black and I came down spinning
I awoke so drunk and full of rage that I could hardly speak
A fag in a whale-bone corset draping his dick across my cheek and its into the shame
And its into a guilt, and its into the fucking fray
and the walls ran red around me, a warm arterial spray saying:
Papa won’t leave you, Henry, papa won’t leave you, boy
Papa won’t leave you, Henry, papa won’t leave you, boy
Well, the night is dark and the night is deep and its jaws are open wide
But Papa won’t leave you, Henry.
So there ain’t no need to cry and I went on down the road
He went on down the road and I went on down the road, he went on down the road.
It’s the rainy season where I’m living, death comes leaping out of every doorway
Wasting you for money, for your clothes and for your nothing
Entire towns being washed away, favelas exploding on inflammable spillways
Lynch-mobs, death squads, babies being born without brains
The mad heat and the relentless rains and if you stick your arm into that hole
It comes out sheared off to the bone and with her kisses bubbling on my lips
I swiped the rain and nearly missed and I went on down the road, he went on down the road
Singing: Papa won’t leave you, Henry, papa won’t leave you, boy,
Papa won’t leave you, Henry, papa won’t leave you, boy.
Well, the road is long and the road is hard and many fall by the side
But Papa won’t leave you, Henry.
So there ain’t no need to cry and I went on down the road, he went on down the road
And I went on down the road, he went on down the road
bent Beneath my heavy load under his heavy load
Yeah, I went on down the road, yeah, he went on down the road, and I went on down that road…

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