Gunboat Diplomacy - Mahler's 8th Lyrics

I'm a dangerous dad with no flight plan
Swapping out a bulb above the baby grand
Instead of writing songs that will drive 'em mad

And I choose my words like a fine dessert
Lego on the floor is world of hurt
"You wouldn't understand" is my epitaph

And I don't know how it goes
Like doing Mahler's 8th on my tippy-toes
With every ex-lover sitting in the front row

And I run for miles
Every morning just so I can see him smile
I tell everyone I know Oh the places we'll go

I'm a dangerous dad, my delusions are grand
Laying down a patch in the minivan
Burning down a XXXXX with the kids in bed

And the joy and the wonder ebbs and flows
I try to think of ways to make time go slow
10 more minutes in bed would be

And I don't know how it goes
Like doing Mahler's 8th on my tippy-toes
With every ex-lover sitting in the front row

And I run for miles
Every morning just so I can see him smile
I tell everyone I know Oh the places we'll go

And I don't know how it goes
Like doing Mahler's 8th on my tippy-toes
With every ex-lover sitting in the front row

And I don't know how it goes
Like disarming a bomb on speaker phone
With no pants on at the Astrodome