Junior Dad - Metallica

Would you come to me
If I was half drowning?
An arm above the last wave

Would you come to me?
Would you pull me up?
Would the effort really hurt you?
Is it unfair to ask you
To help pull me up?

The window broke
The silence of the matches
The smoke, effortlessly floating

Pull me up
Would you be my lord and savior
Pull me up by my hair
Now would you kiss me, on my lips?

Burning fever, burning on my forehead
The brain that once was listening now
Shoots out its tiresome message

Won´t you pull me up?
Scalding, my dead father
Has the motor and he´s driving towards
An island of lost souls

Sonny, a monkey then to monkey
I will teach you meanness,
fear and blindness
No social redeeming kindness
Or - oh, state of grace...

Would you pull me up?
Would you drop the mental bullet?
Would you pull me by the arm up?
Would you still kiss my lips
Hiccup, the dream is over
Get the coffee, turn the lights on
Say hello to junior dad
The greatest disappointment
Age withered him and changed him
Into junior dad
Psychic savagery

The greatest disappointment
The greatest disappointment
Age withered him and changed him
Into junior dad