We're on line and we're fine but we're out of time 
Not a crime, it's a sign by the grace of god goes I 
Could it be that you see one of your family insanity 
Affecting the paternity of your family tree 

There's your dad 
Look at him over there, he's looking sad. 

Getting round, round the town, now you're going down 
To that place it's the case you barely recognise the face 
There he is, looking in to the garbage bin 
With a grin, he's not so thin. 
Could it be, that it's plain to see... a lobotomy 

There's your dad 
Look at him over there, he's looking sad. 

There's your dad 
Why don't you go and talk to him, he's not that bad 

DAD 

If you haven't the time when [bad word] wild to 
To confide in the man that has got the master plan 
Well you won't be alone you'll have kids of your own 
And then what's to be said when you have 
To rest your head on a newspaper bed