The Decemberists - The Hazards of Love 3 (Revenge!)Lyrics

Father I'm not feeling well The flowers me you fed Tasted spoiled for suddenly I find that I am dead But father don't you fear Your children all are here Singing oh the hazards of love Father turn the water down The basins overflown The water covers everything And me left all alone But papa here in death I have regained my breath To sing oh the hazards of love To sing oh the hazards of love Spare the rod, you'll spoil the child But I prefer the lash My sisters drowned and poisoned All of me reduced to ash And buried in an urn But father I return Singing oh the hazards of love Singing oh the hazards of love The hazards of love The hazards of love