Bad Things to Such Good People

my jail shoes on

the well kept cemetary lawn

both of them weeping

their one good son now was gone

the irony to see my dad down on his knees

crying out to jesus

but lord i've always done what's right

and all the while

the good lord smiled

and looked the other way

when we were kids

i did my best to make them proud

it just wasn't in me

i could not fly straight to save my life

their big success is now their biggest failure

their golden child has been dethroned

their reputation is now in ruin

their tower to heaven has come tumbling down