burying my wayward son
there's no peace, cause he ain't done
though he's weary, there's so rest
he will rise once more

heaven knows, there will be joy, yet confusion
seems there is a crimp in his evolution
every time that he expires...he don't really die

though my eyes could see that he was a dead man
i'm inclined to think that he isn't human
i'm near neurosis and i'm screaming
he won't go away

burying my wayward son
there's no peace, cause he ain't done
though he's weary, there's so rest
he will rise once more

its degrading not to mention displeasin'
in the grave is where he's sent every season
and though we claim that's he's demised, man
it really means, we just don't know

it is lunacy to screw with emotions
tossed him out whenever they got the notion
although, our kenny made them fortunes
they still make the poor boy pay

burying my wayward son
there's no peace, cause he ain't done
though he's weary, there's so rest
he will rise once more

so...
bury him...he will still be remembered
bury him...even when he's dismembered
now the grave has been found empty
surely, he'll come back to you

burying my wayward son
there's no peace, cause he ain't done
though he's weary, there's so rest
he will rise once more