Ep 17: 'Like Bastard Like Son'
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A gut-wrenchingly cringey show this week. Our boys must endure a truly ridiculous song featuring lazy metaphors, spoken word sections and the most Nice Guy shit you\'ve ever heard!
Like Bastard Like Son Lyrics
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Two figures sit alone
At a table playing chess
In the space far outside the world
One of the men
Has a burn across his chest
And thus our tale unfurls
The man in white
Shook his head
\\u2018Worst game I\\u2019ve ever seen\\u2019
As the man in black
In one fell swoop
Took the white man\\u2019s queen
\\u2018I\\u2019ll get her back\\u2019
Said the white man
As he banged his fist on the table
\\u2018Of course you can\\u2019
said the black man
\\u2018That is, if you\\u2019re able
For two times now I\\u2019ve taken your queen\\u2019
He leant back in his chair
\\u2018Why don\\u2019t you just forget her?\\u2019
At this the white man stood up and
Knocked the chess board off it\\u2019s stand
He gazed in awe at his right hand
Where a burn mark was growing
The man in black begun to laugh
\\u2018My virus has begun to graft
To the external tools of your craft
Your weakness my son is showing\\u2019
\\u2018What have you done to me?\\u2019
Through gritted teeth
The white man cried in pain
\\u2018I\\u2019ve done to you what\\u2019s done to me
My son, you cry in vain\\u2019
The white man fell to the floor
Hand to his throbbing breast
You cannot begin to comprehend
The pain now in his chest
\\u2018You see, I\\u2019ve got this virus\\u2019
The man in black began
\\u2018And before it inevitably kills me,
I thought I\\u2019d go out with a bang.
It\\u2019s a mix of bitterness,
Jealousy, selfishness and hate.
Of cynicism, malice
And that vengeful twist of fate.
Know that your heart and my disease
Have easily become one
I\\u2019m glad that I\\u2019m the one to say\\u2026
You\\u2019re going to hell my son
No matter how you fear
You\\u2019re going to hell my son
Your time is nearly here\\u2019
\\u2019Stop that now!\\u2019
\\u2018You are condemned\\u2019
\\u2018I\\u2019m not like you!\\u2019
\\u2018To hell my friend
You\\u2019re going to hell my son\\u2019
\\u2018Enough! I am my own man!
And I am not your son!\\u2019
\\u2018Haha Oh really?
Erin, Diana, Emma, Joana
Your opinions, your minions
Your cold hearted deeds!
YOU\\u2019RE FURTHER ALONG THAN ME!
Further along than me!
You\\u2019re going to hell my son
You\\u2019re going to hell my son
Oh you can try, but when you die
You\\u2019re going to hell my son\\u2019
The man in white
Closed his eyes
He felt his world slipping away
He only held on long enough
To hear the black man say
\\u2018You\\u2019re going to hell my son
No matter how you wish
You\\u2019re going to hell my son
Soon you will be finished\\u2019
And then the world was black
Until the voices of everyone the white man loved reached him
He body was bathed in a white hot light that pierced the darkness
And slowly he was pulled back from the brink of oblivion
When the man in white came to, the man in black was gone
Either chased away or destroyed by the light
He walked over to the chessboard
And saw that the man in back had taken all of his pieces, leaving only white
\\u2018Hmm\\u2019
As the white man turned to leave,
he heard the sound of a thick liquid being disturbed
He lifted his shoe to his face
His sole wa-BLACK!!!
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