We spend our childhood nights
In the warm suburban lights
All the surfers and the punks
They all scared me
And we hopped the Mission walls
And we`d run through longest halls
To courtyard where the girl
Gave hands to me
And the memories that I have
Of my beautifully fucked-up Dad
Are the strangest memories
That I have
He broke my Mom`s heart
And he tore us all apart
But the magic in his smile
Brought him back to me
And the memories that I have
Of my beautifully messed-up Dad
Are the strangest memories
That I have
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