Gone Daddy - Gary Jules

Woke last night in the middle of a combat zone

Helicopters hovering over my home

My baby boy is sleeping in the other room

And ooh my soul

Born into the bullshit baby, you and me

But it don’t have to be our legacy

There must be someplace better we can raise a family

Oh ooh my soul

Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah

Baby I’m gone

Baby I’m gone

Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah

Baby I’m gone gone

Baby I’m gone

And the man is dropping hooks into the crowd

He aims to sell you heaven in a can

And the ghost who named Los Angeles is laughing out loud

What came from desert will soon return to sand

Baby I’m gone

Baby I’m gone

A world gets weary and times get tough

The rich get richer and the rest get fffffffffffff

You know I ain’t no hippie but I’m sure I’ve had enough

Oh ooh ooh my soul

Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah

Baby I’m gone gone

Baby I’m gone

Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah

Baby I’m gone gone gone

Baby I’m gone gone gone

Baby I’m gone daddy gone

I’m a gone gone gone

Oh gone daddy gone I’m gone