U...Cry Daddy

Daddy just sits there
Head in cushion in that chair
I'm still here do you care.

Mummy is sleeping
She will never wake up
Come Daddy, get up get up.

But he stays there in that chair
With his un-brushed hair
He is empty bitter drunken and dangerous,
Daddy save us.

Five o-clock shadows comes round again
He's still in that chair, with his wild hair
Daddy Daddy no cloths to wear.

She holds out her arms Daddy please come back
I know you are behind those eyes
In this bottle there is no resting place
She wipes a tear from his face.

Mummy left me too, so now it's me and you;
So grab the sides of this pit
And start to climb out of it.

And from behind those eyes
The drought was over
And our waters meet
Daddy, no matter how you try
It's all right to cry.