You Am I - Hourly, Daily Lyrics

Don't let there beSomthing sout in my coffeeThis fourteen
year oldIs screaming get out of my countryI won't let
him riseJust to say goodbyeHourly DailyThis August
callBrings somthing bad in his sock drawThere's too
much hateCovering up those once white wallsI don't
wan't my boyTo think that I'm only to avoidTread safe,
Hourly DailyHe's the spiting image of the oldest of
twoNow what kind of mess have you got yourself into?Make
the morning pledgeTo the hum of the city quietPray
[that] the daybreak sunCan fill up the halls of a sleepless
nightBring one good faceInto this house todayHourly
DailyHe's the spiting image of the oldest of twoNow
what kind of mess have you got yourself into