Sullivan - What's Good For The King lyrics

There is no bread And the water's grown salty There's rust in the pipes And the plants have turned brown The phone's off the hook And the leaves They float in the pool Kat's playing tag With the girls in the kitchen Mom's still in bed And dad is M.I.A. What's good for the king Isn't always as good For you The boys brought us back a bud And a book full of matches They live down the street And sell mom's favortie pills A spark is in bloom In pink and chartreuse With this crown A hand-me-down Son, this shame should Fit you well Blue-green eyes are a thin disguise If you know what Is good for you Smoke makes it way To the cross In the hallway The paint starts to peel Where an old clock Once faced The handle is white From The heat of The night Branded in stone Narrowed in bone Your father once Had the same Lidocaine eyes Where is he now He's still gone For the weekend Mom's still in bed And the kitchen's on fire This isn't my life Life's a blind recital Where the throne can borrow What you have from Both halves No, this isn't my life Life's a blind recital Where the throne can borrow What you have from Both halves The sky lights the scene That our home lay in ashes Father's back for An hour or two What's good for the kings Isn't always as good.