The Weepies - Volunteer
My lover left me
She left me too soon
I shouldn't blame her
For the state of my room
I started stumbling
Chasing the bells
The metal straps upon my knees made
This sound when I fell
You heard those words from your peers
I was just your volunteer
We love uncle georgie
Uncle georgie's our friend
He spends his life fishing
Washes dishes weekends
And I tried to say something sincere
Sign me up I'll volunteer
My father left us he left us too soon
I thought he's say something
But he waltzed from the room
All I remember is my hands
At my sides
The face of a woman
Who once was his bride
All that he left her was tears
And a couple of lonely volunteers
All that he left her was tears
And a couple of lonely volunteers
We look for sister mary
Sister mary the pale
She holds her head sometimes
And walks close to the rail
She sings on sunday
Stands in the stairs
Haunts me at night time
When I've forgotten my prayers
We don't see much of her here
That winter weary volunteer
Captains need order
It helps them stay sane
Plumbers hate slaughter
'Cause it fucks up your drain
Hard hats must be worn at
All times on the site
It don't make no difference
If you're lost in the light
The men here have lost their careers
And they don't talk to volunteers
How your life cuts me
It cuts to my bone
We pretend that it's nothing
When we're on our way home
And I wish you'd abandon me here
So I could be your volunteer