"The Good Son" as written by and Faulkner....
Oh, man! He's such a good son.
Mama, see what your fine boy's done,
Killer murdered that bad man.
Got caught. Wasn't that sad? Wasn't that real sad?

What a good, good son!
Hold on, hold on. The good one.
Hold on, hold on. Hold on!

See him on television.
Watch him being sent to prison.
Poor boy! Lawyers have framed him.
Fifteen seconds of fame think we know his name.

What a good, good son!
Hold on, hold on. The good one.
Hold on, hold on. Hold on
People hold on! Hold on.

He said he was sorry, he could not help it.
They told em, "Don't worry, you'll make it out one day.
Yeah, one day. Enjoy your time in Long bay!"
"Hey, boy. Was that a good book?"
Cellmate's giving you a long hard look.
Dahmer, you were his fan club.
You're sad, wrong in the head!
Might be better off dead.


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"The Good Son" as written by Dave Faulkner

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