A Shaggy Dog Shames its Owner

My father was run out of this town A coward, and a drunk And my mother tried desperately To clear the name of me Even in death, that guy still makes a mess of our lives Even in death, that guy still makes a mess of our lives That's how i found you With an angel at your bedside Kneeling down in front of mary with scary eyes Kill myself for your vision For an honest opinion For what my mother wanted For what my mother wanted for me Even in death, that guy still makes a mess of our lives Even in death, that guy still makes a mess of our lives Lately i've been thinking, doing some real serious thinking About the space between My lineage and passing If you beat on a shaggy dog, it shames it's owner, see When it is gone it will always belong in your heart If you can open up that wide They all have lessons for you My dear, how the time passed us by By I never wanted To leave here, ever