Hey Boss

One, two, three, four

Hey Boss, it's me
Well I've been thinkin' out loud as you can see
Or well here you get the point
That I think something's keepin' me stiff in the joints
'Cause when I try to move forward, my mind goes back
No matter how many times that I make my neck crack
And, I've been stuck wondering if I've ever been bad
And, the smog of the city's been keepin' me back
From the haze of the handover day
I just need you to know that I'm not far away

And, yeah it's great to see you again
It's always great to see you again
It's great to see you again
But, it's please come home
It's please come home

Well, I've been seeing the states
Growin' just like you wanted
It's been a year since I've seen my car
I wanna wash off this age, but, there's soap in my beard
That I keep on to seem like I'm hardcore
But I'm not, I'm a softie
Like those knockoff blizzards
That we'd get out in Sparta after football games
I know I'm not on my own
Yeah, we're in this together
So, I wanted to remind you not to feel the same way I did
When you were on a plane
Singin', "Please come home"
Yeah that apartment in Bushwick was pretty rad
But, it doesn't reek of Baccarat
And, Mitch doesn't play games in the back
And, Mom doesn't repeat herself
And, Jon's alarms aren't goin' off
And, Jay and Kev don't sneak inside
And, I'd be alone out at dinnertime

I know I've grown
I've almost flown
But, I love you so
And, I wish I could spend a million lives with you
So, just know
When you say, "Please come home"
That I'll be there

Happy birthday, Dad
Love you