You should see the boy you left behind
You’re the only person I could’ve turned to
You should’ve been the friend I needed now
Poppa, did you find your way?
Could you have taken your son with you?
Is there any room where you are?
Will they run a tab for a schlub like me?
Poppa, are they charging rent?
Do they still take MasterCard?
Brother, can you spare a halo?
Is my money any good there?
Poppa, are you happy where you are?
Do your favorite bands still play?
Is Hendrix still a nut?
Is Morrison still as high as fuck?
Are they all playing together now?
Poppa, is faith a real currency?
Are they taking Agnostics?
Do they still have MTv?
Is it even what it used to be?
Poppa, is it bright where you are?
Are you looking down on me?
Can you see what I’ve become?
Have you seen what I can be?
Poppa, do you think they’ll drop the bomb?
Do you even see the latest news?
Our leaders have lost their minds
But I guess you’d know this anyway
Poppa, where does your faith lie now?
We’re taught to believe that alcohol is okay
But weed is the Devil’s work
What do you believe?
What have you seen?
Dear old Dad,
What have we become?
— David Allen