my father was a ufo
eating passengers for tea
afore he went to bed
he ran the tale of me

my father was an aircraft ship
his arm around the sea
afore he went to bed
he ran the tale of me

my father was a hobbit dwarf
making myth for thee
afore he went to bed
he ran the tale of me

my father was the emperor
of factory 63
afore he went to bed
he ran the tale of me

my father was the counter-ghost
he warmed the winds of plea
afore he went to bed
he ran the tale of me

my father's post computer
from the singularity
before he builds his birthing bed
he'll run the tale of me