Tono: D
Introducción: G D E C
G D E C
Papa had a wife and kids he kept them on a leash and he bid them all to do his every deed.
G D E C
When he was a kid he was treated just the same so he hid his feelings from his family.
G D E D
Lost as an island out at sea, resistant to the gentle waves of empathy.
C D E
Papa and his family always on parade.
C D E
Tearing through the turnstiles, a weekender’s charade.
G D C D E
But time will tell, as their world crumbles to hell.
D
What they created was a
C E
was a family story no one will tell.
C E
It’s a photo album too terrible. But the
C D G F# E C D E
pride and the pallor continue to swell, as the matron silently prays.
Junior resented the tradition they upheld and it ate him up inside most every day.
G D E
"Get me out of here, someones got to save the day.”
C D E
The children are reminded to do it for the daddy’s sake.
B E C D
And happiness is ever so far, far away.
G D E C
2:06 2:08 2:11
" ...empthy yeah"
G D E D
Yeah, lost as an island out at sea. Resistant to the gentle waves of empathy.
C D E
Papa and his family always on parade.
C D E
It’s just a sick calamity that fatherhood made,
G D C D E
but time will tell, as their world crumbles to hell.
D
What they created
C D G F# E
was a family story no one will tell.
C D G F# E
It’s a photo album too terrible.
C D G F# E C D E
But the pride and the pallor continue to swell, as the matron silently prays.