Вступление
Aaron Freeman
Album: Gener’s Gone
Gener’s Gone… Let’s hold a candle up for Gener
He loved you all just like his children
and it broke my heart to say goodbye
Where had you gone?
Some say you took up with the Argus
Prancing lightly with the Stallion
No man should ever be so free
If everyone had a hit, there’d be a poll to count up the styles and culture
If I could sing like the old man, he’d slap my back and ground me for a week
But the kids in city hall, Strut along with their beauties by their side
I see them and love them with tears of age falling from my eyes
Lead
Gener’s Gone… could there be hope for redemption
Maybe he’s locked up in detention
A detention of time
Fly Gener
Fly Gener Fly
Fl……y Gener
Fly Gener Fly
Fl……y Gener
Fly Gener Fly
Fl……y Gener
Fly Gener Fly
Fl……y Gener
Fly Gener Fly
If everyone had a place, a place to go with other like-minded people
A simple place, where Betty throws the ball to Jimmy
The new youth pushes limits of destiny and fate
I look to them with love… and forgiveness
Lead
I forgive them
Gener’s Gone… Let’s hold a candle up for Gener
He loved you all just like his children
and it broke my heart to say goodbye
--Aaron's farewell to his Gene Ween persona--