Gone Daddy - Gary Jules

Woke last night in the middle of a combat zone

Helicopters hovering over my home

My baby boy is sleeping in the other room

And ooh ooh my soul

Born into the bullsh*t baby

You and me

But it don't have to be our legacy

There must be someplace better

We can raise a family

Oh ooh

My soul

Yeah yeah

Yeah yeah

Yeah yeah

Baby I'm gone gone

Baby I'm gone gone gone

Yeah yeah

Yeah yeah

Yeah yeah

Baby I'm gone

Baby I'm gone whoa

And the man is dropping hooks into the crowd

His aim's to sell you heaven in a can

And the ghost who named los angeles is laughing out loud

What came from desert will soon return to sand

Baby I'm gone

Baby I'm gone gone

Ooh yeah yeah yeah yeah

Ooh yeah yeah yeah yeah

Ooh yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Ooh

A world gets weary

And times get tough

The rich get richer

And the rest get fffffffffffff

You know I ain't no hippie

But I'm sure I've had enough

Oh oh

Ooh ooh ooh my soul

Heh

Yeah yeah

Yeah yeah

Yeah yeah

Baby I'm gone gone

Baby I'm gone gone

Yeah yeah

Yeah yeah

Yeah yeah

Baby I'm gone gone gone

Baby I'm gone gone gone

Baby I'm gone daddy gone

I'm a gone gone gone

I said gone daddy gone I'm gone

Oh gone daddy gone

I'm a gone gone gone

I said gone daddy gone I'm gone

Oh gone daddy gone

I'm a gone gone gone

I said gone daddy gone I'm gone

Oh gone daddy gone

I'm a gone gone gone

I said gone

Gone gone oh