Two Gallants - We Are Undone lyrics

Father has the marketplace done us any good Like you always claimed it would? The field is dry and barren And there's blight upon the vine As long as your cup's full Everything is fine Son has your sympathy done any good Like you always claimed it would? You sing to the choir And they know every line But when they leave your world They return to mine You think your voice is real I thunder while you squeal So you can ring their ears But I'm the one they hear