Lyrics to all things small produce a spark by the Westside Daredevils

We Miss Him So

He's gonna do it but he's not thought through about it
He's seeing everything through everyone's eyes
Everyone has said they got something new to tell you
But it's all about the same thing twice
We miss him so, we miss him so.

Heresy's the reason 'cause they saw it on the television
Culling bit and pieces from the from the hedonist's life
And in their perfect town's with their perfect children
Choirs turn to riots scorching everyone in sight
We miss him so, we miss him so

You know you got something to say, man
Can't believe a thing that you see
Help me

The meek and the defective captured and collected
On a whim of deleterious minds
And for the rest of us it might be a good idea
To be anesthetized sometimes
We miss him so, we miss him so

You know you got something to say, man
Can't believe a thing that you see
Help me

Suddenly there's no breath, there's no feeling. 
Reaped rewards of seeds long sown. 
In defeat we will plead for no mercy.
We're sailing on our way back home.

We miss him so (etc.)