Stop crying now, let daddy dry your tears
There's no bogeyman to get you, never fear
There's no ogres, wicked witches
Only greedy sons-of-bitches
Who are waiting to exploit your life away
Father's Song
And the sweet charming music, it rang through the air
This is drive wheel, this is cog, this is master, this is snarling dog
Spiders
In days of old, when knights were bold, they settled it with swords and shields
As container trucks roll by