Ep 17: 'Like Bastard Like Son'

A gut-wrenchingly cringey show this week. Our boys must endure a truly ridiculous song featuring lazy metaphors, spoken word sections and the most Nice Guy shit you've ever heard! Like Bastard Like Son Lyrics VERSE Two figures sit alone At a table playing chess In the space far outside the world One of the men Has a burn across his chest And thus our tale unfurls The man in white Shook his head ‘Worst game I’ve ever seen’ As the man in black In one fell swoop Took the white man’s queen ‘I’ll get her back’ Said the white man As he banged his fist on the table ‘Of course you can’ said the black man ‘That is, if you’re able For two times now I’ve taken your queen’ He leant back in his chair ‘Why don’t you just forget her?’ At this the white man stood up and Knocked the chess board off it’s stand He gazed in awe at his right hand Where a burn mark was growing The man in black begun to laugh ‘My virus has begun to graft To the external tools of your craft Your weakness my son is showing’ ‘What have you done to me?’ Through gritted teeth The white man cried in pain ‘I’ve done to you what’s done to me My son, you cry in vain’ The white man fell to the floor Hand to his throbbing breast You cannot begin to comprehend The pain now in his chest ‘You see, I’ve got this virus’ The man in black began ‘And before it inevitably kills me, I thought I’d go out with a bang. It’s a mix of bitterness, Jealousy, selfishness and hate. Of cynicism, malice And that vengeful twist of fate. Know that your heart and my disease Have easily become one I’m glad that I’m the one to say… You’re going to hell my son No matter how you fear You’re going to hell my son Your time is nearly here’ ’Stop that now!’ ‘You are condemned’ ‘I’m not like you!’ ‘To hell my friend You’re going to hell my son’ ‘Enough! I am my own man! And I am not your son!’ ‘Haha Oh really? Erin, Diana, Emma, Joana Your opinions, your minions Your cold hearted deeds! YOU’RE FURTHER ALONG THAN ME! Further along than me! You’re going to hell my son You’re going to hell my son Oh you can try, but when you die You’re going to hell my son’ The man in white Closed his eyes He felt his world slipping away He only held on long enough To hear the black man say ‘You’re going to hell my son No matter how you wish You’re going to hell my son Soon you will be finished’ And then the world was black Until the voices of everyone the white man loved reached him He body was bathed in a white hot light that pierced the darkness And slowly he was pulled back from the brink of oblivion When the man in white came to, the man in black was gone Either chased away or destroyed by the light He walked over to the chessboard And saw that the man in back had taken all of his pieces, leaving only white ‘Hmm’ As the white man turned to leave, he heard the sound of a thick liquid being disturbed He lifted his shoe to his face His sole wa-BLACK!!! Be sure to Follow My Songs Suck on Facebook Check out Your Man Alex Smith!