Wiry Willy's in the mists of his life He lost his children when he left his wife Now he shudders thinking what his mom used to say And there are sweat stains drying in his clothes today
Oh, death comes slow Where did all the giants go?
Long Lucy has the mists in her eyes Coke in a bottle and her bile on the rise Her mom yelled this morning, Christ get a job You smell like a junkie and you dress like a slob
Oh, death comes slow Where did all the giants go?
Oh, that's all gone now Like stars in the ceiling and a moon-jumping cow Oh, that's gone now
The moon still whistles and the stars still sing Boys are missiles that can fly off a swing Hair-tousled daughters laugh in the sun Joy withers when the childhood's done
Oh, death comes slow Where did all the giants go.
Credits from Star Of A Fish, released March 20, 2018 Charlie Cheney - Acoustic guitar and vocal Greg D'Alessio - Everything else