Father's Day is a celebration honoring fathers and celebrating fatherhood, paternal bonds, and the influence of fathers in society. Many countries celebrate it on the third Sunday of June but it is also celebrated widely on other days. Father's Day complements Mother's Day, a celebration honoring mothers.
Father's Day is a celebration of fathers inaugurated in the early twentieth century to complement Mother's Day in celebrating fatherhood and male parenting.
Credit for what we now recognize as the official Father's Day goes to Sonora Smart Dodd, born in Arkansas from Spokane, who invented her own celebration of Father's Day in 1910. Its first celebration was in Spokane, Washington on June 19, 1910. Her father, the Civil War veteran William Jackson Smart, was a single parent who reared his six children in Spokane, Washington. Although she initially suggested June 5, her father's birthday, she did not provide the organizers with enough time to make arrangements, and the celebration was deferred to the third Sunday of June.
The Milperra Massacre was a firearm battle between rival motorcycle gang members on September 2 (Father's Day) 1984, in Milperra, a south-western suburb of Sydney. The massacre had its beginnings after a group of Comancheros broke away and formed the first Bandidos Motorcycle Club chapter in Australia resulting in intense rivalry between the two chapters. Seven people were killed: six motorcycle gang members and a fourteen year old female bystander.
Police believe that the war began over turf or drugs, however, the clubs at that time had a strong no drugs policy and Colin Ceasar Campbell, former Sergeant-at-Arms of the Harris Park based Comancheros and then President of the Birchgrove chapter until they were "patched" as Bandidos, points to the acrimony of the split as the sole reason. According to Campbell, in late 1983, one of his brothers and another Comanchero had called on another member and caught Comanchero president Jock Ross in a compromising position with the members wife. As Sergeant-at-Arms, he ordered Ross to face charges of breaking one of the 10 firm rules the club observed. If found guilty, Ross would have been expelled from the club. Ross failed to appear at the first two scheduled meetings and after arriving at the third, simply announced that the club would be split into two chapters and walked out. Campbell, his four brothers, the three McElwaine brothers, Anthony Snodgrass Spencer (Snoddy), Charles Charlie Sciberras and several others who supported bringing charges against Ross set up a new Comanchero chapter in Birchgrove.
I’M SITTIN IN THE ROOM WITH A KNIFE IN MY HAND
WITH A PLAN ALL NIGHT TO TAKE THE LIFE OF A MAN
A SOUL WITH A DARK HEART AND THE DEVIL IN HIS EYES
PROVIDER AND FATHER FIGURE, HIGH LEVEL OF DISGUISE
HE HAD THE NEIGHBORHOOD FOOLED WITH HIS FATHERLY ACT
THEY DIDN’T KNOW HOW HE LEFT US IN A POVERTY TRAP
DIDN’T KNOW HIS ANGRY FIST WENT ACROSS MOMMIES FACE
OR HIS TWO TIMING WAYS LEFT MY MOTHER A DISGRACE
NO ONE KNEW HOW HE PUT FEAR INTO HIS FAMILY
HIS TEMPER ANGERED RAGE WAS DAMN NEAR INSANITY
TRAGICALLY IT CAME TO THIS
IT’S ETHER HIM, OR THE BLADE CUT ACROSS MY VEIN THAT
WOULD DRAIN MY WRIST
TONIGHT, AND END TO ALL THE PAIN AND FEAR
AND THE CSI IS LEFT CLUELESS AND MY NAME IS CLEAR
TOO MANY UNANSWERED PRAYERS AND I LOST FAITH RAPIDLY
SCREAM TO THE SKY, WHY DID GOD TURN HIS BACK ON ME
HOOK (2x’s)
I KILLED A MAN ON FATHERS DAY, GOD FORBID ME,
I SENT A MAN ON HIS WAY, GOD FORGIVE ME
LORD HAVE MERCY ON MY SOUL, WHEN THE HURTS BEYOND
CONTROL
THE DEMONS IN MY MIND ARE GONNA HAUNT ME TILL I’M COLD
2ND VERSE
DO YOU KNOW WHAT IT’S LIKE TO HAVE FEAR SIT IN THE PIT
OF YA STOMACH
WITH SEVERE PUNISHMENT AS IF HE LOVED IT
MY HEART RACES AS I GRAB THE KNIFE TIGHTER
AND PRAY FOR THE STRENGTH THAT I CAN MAKE HIS LIFE
EXPIRE
I’M TENSE AND ON THE EDGE AND MY STRIFE IS DIRE
AND TO PROTECT MYSELF I LIVE MY LIFE AS A LIAR
IT WAS ALL THOSE FUCKIN’ BEATINGS THAT GAVE ME LIES
AND HE THOUGHT THAT BEATINGME UP WOULD MAKE ME WISE
AND I GOT SMACKED IF I STOOD BRAVE
HE’D PUFF WEED IN MY FACE SCREAMIN’ BEHAVE AND GET GOOD
GRADES
THE WOUNDS REFLECTED THROUGH THE MIRROR IN THE BATHROOM
AND I COULD’NT CONNECT WITH ANYONE SITTIN’ IN THE
CLASSROOM
YOU FUCKED ME UP BAD MAN, AND YOU CHUCKLE LIKE YOU GLAD
SMILE ACROSS YA FACE BUT I’LL HAVE THE LAST LAUGH
IT’S YOUR 1ST BORN WITH A HEART FULL OF ENMITY
HOLDIN THE SHANK RAZOR SHARP KILL THE ENEMY
HOOK (2x’s)
I KILLED A MAN ON FATHERS DAY, GOD FORBID ME,
I SENT A MAN ON HIS WAY, GOD FORGIVE ME
LORD HAVE MERCY ON MY SOUL, WHEN THE HURTS BEYOND
CONTROL
THE DEMONS IN MY MIND ARE GONNA HAUNT ME TILL I’M COLD
3RD VERSE:
MY ANGER’S GETTING THE BEST OF ME
WHILE THE DEVIL POSSES THE REST OF ME
MY LITTLE BROTHER’S AN ACCESSORY
I’VE BEEN ROBBED OF MY CHILDHOOD AND SELF ESTEEM
A LIFE LIMITED BY A SELFISH FEIND
MANIPULATED MY MIND AND SAID MOTHER WAS WORTHLESS
WHEN HE’S HOME FROM WORK I’M NOT GLAD I’M NERVOUS
IT’S FEAR OF THAT UNKNOWN MOMMENT
WHEN HIS ANGER CAN SNAP AND HE CAN NO LONGER
CONTROL IT OR HOLD IT VENGENCE IS MINE DESPITE WHAT
SAYETH THE LORD
IT’S THE END OF THE LINE AND I SMITE AND SLAY WITH A
SWORD
THE KITCHEN KNIFE SPITS HIS LIFE ON TO THE BEDROOM
FLOOR
HIS TWITCHIN LIFE SLIPS AND THEN NO MORE
IT’S FINALLY FINISHED, I FOUND FREEDOM IN THE FORM OF A
FALLEN DEMON
SIT AND EXPLORE A REASON
YA HAD A CHANCE TO REDEEM YA SELF AND IT GOT AWAY
AND I LAUGH AT YOU BLEEDIN FUCKER, HAPPY FATHERS DAY
HOOK (2x’s)
I KILLED A MAN ON FATHERS DAY, GOD FORBID ME,
I SENT A MAN ON HIS WAY, GOD FORGIVE ME
LORD HAVE MERCY ON MY SOUL, WHEN THE HURTS BEYOND
CONTROL THE DEMONS IN MY MIND ARE GONNA HAUNT ME TILL
I haven't always been a single man
And I haven't always lived up here
Along with all these other single men
With a ring around the bath and a cigarette butt in my beer
I haven't always been a lonely man
And I haven't always lived alone
As you know I haven't always drunk this much
But hey before you cut me down
Just try standing in my shoes
Because I don't have to hear one word of this, no
On any other day
I might care what you say
But every Saturday is Father's day
You might call it sad
You might call me mad
But I've got one who calls me Dad
And all the other blokes who live up here
Know how to leave a man alone
They're not a bad ol' bunch who live up here
Ah, but you know that it's not family, it's not home
What of the darling wife that once I had?
Well I'm pleased to say that she still talks to me
But I try not to think of what went wrong
Because if I say that i was right
She might say that she was right
And the only rights I care about are visiting rights, yeah
On any other day
I might care what you say
But every Saturday is Father's day
You might call it sad
You might call me mad
But I've got one who calls me Dad
We go where he wants to go (He calls me Dad)
We do what he wants to do (He calls me Dad)
I tell everything I know (He calls me Dad)
Cos I'd do anything to prove
Yeah, I'd do anything to prove
That every Saturday
I will do just what he says
Because every single Saturday is Father's day
You might call it sad
You might call me mad
But it don't feel so bad, when he calls me
You might call it sad
You might call me mad
But it don't feel half bad, when he calls me
You might call it sad
You might call me mad
But God I feel so great... when he calls me Dad
Yeah, he calls me Dad
The wardrobe won't close to, its full of paternity suits,
Eight kids to a room, some more have gone to school
He's running out of names, the wife's pregnant again
They've tried diaphragms, the snip, and johnny bags
They even use spermicide, the wife's been sterilised
But those sperms of his just won't lay down and die
He's got children by the score, from Kidsgrove to
Mablethorpe
Morecombe to Maidenhead, his fertile seed is spread
From here to Ilfracombe he'll fertilise your womb
He'll sweat on you, coz he's got pregnant pores.
Even when he has a wank, he never ever fires a blank,
The most fertile man this side of Wythenshawe
The rising population's due to one man's copulations,
When he fornicates, or when he masturbates,
Each ejaculation tends to stop a menstruation.
Straight away, there's a pregnant pause.
Another one on the way, more cards on Father's Day
The most fertile man this side of Wythenshawe
He was telling the midwife that he'd been castrated twice
But snips and IUDs can't control his rampant seed
She liked a boy with spunk, took him home and got him
drunk
She held his hand, now she's got pregnant paws.
Now at least they'll both be happy,
Down Mothercare buying nappies
I dedicate this song to all the kids out there
Growing up without they father in they life
That's some real serious shit
Y'all listen
I know I'm not perfect but I strive to be
Feel it
I met you at only five months, spittin image of a one night stand
Between woman and man
Beautiful baby girl, not a worry in the world
I see the sun rise in your innocent eyes and I'm hypnotized
Lemme tell you bout life and bout the way it is
Oh this world ain't nothing like folks say it is
Lemme protect you from these years to come
Bout a fairy tale life far away from the slums
You'll be mines if I could rewind time
You know me so long though, you got them killer eyes of mine
When you get older you understand
Especially when your peers tell you mac was one hell of a man
I never met your real dad
And I never meant for this to make a nigga feel bad
And that's my word, you couldn't understand the essence and this I know
Cause I was there to watch you grow
Is you feeling me
Daddy do you love me and if so
Why you wasn't there to hug me and watch me grow
Daddy do you love me and if so
Why you wasn't there to hug me and watch me grow
Daddy do you love me and if so
Why you wasn't there to hug me and watch me grow
This is what it sound like
Growing up without your godfather in your life
Young black male growing up without a father figure
Ha ha ha, makes it that much harder nigga
Trying to be a man with no example of a man
Mama doing what she can but she can't show you how to be a man
And this is where we break down
We used to be cops and robbers, turn into shake down
Now we living like rebels, born killers
We born to be kings and queens nigga, on the reala
I know that you and your baby mama can't get along
But there's no excuse, so leave the kid alone
Cause ain't nothing like the birth of a child
A blessing in disguise, the girls, the guys with they daddy's eyes
And think about this before you abandon them
The people they try and can't even having one
Before you say I'm preaching and you don't wan' hear it
Take a look in the mirror, can you feel it
Daddy do you love me and if so
Why you wasn't there to hug me and watch me grow
Daddy do you love me and if so
Why you wasn't there to hug me and watch me grow
Daddy do you love me and if so
Why you wasn't there to hug me and watch me grow
This is what it sound like
Growing up without your godfather in your life
Daddy do you love me and if so
Why you wasn't there to hug me and watch me grow
Daddy do you love me and if so
Why you wasn't there to hug me and watch me grow
Daddy do you love me and if so
Why you wasn't there to hug me and watch me grow
This is what it sound like
He’ll find his way, but you know what they say, he’s
gettin’on
Can’t stay past noon, he’ll check out soon, he won’t
last long
He moves slow, but he don’t care, He says “time moves
slow, but it gets you there”.
“There” is what we’ll call it when we won’t recall just
what we’re headed for.
The days don’t fade, they just come crashing down.
It’s the thoughts that fade, and they don’t make a
sound.
It’s the lonesome, not the quite, that leads us to deny
it ‘til we’re down.
Hey, ‘fore you go, how ‘bout you lemme know what’s
going on
Can’t we just see what’s become of me before you’re
gone
Not lost no more, I’m still not found
Still afraid I found a way to let you down
Still wonderin’ what I’m missin’ always listenin’,
always hangin’ round
Small time left to make that small talk right
It takes so long to say more that goodnight
Those last lines are the toughest, last one out will
please shut out the light.
Well it’s not ok, no matter what you say, but thanks a
I’ll take it for today, it’ll always be that way, it’s
what we got
Can’t fix it now, maybe it was never broken
And if it was, the fixes would be nothin’ but the
tokens
Of what we thought for years, the silent fears, never
ever spoken.
But I took all you gave or ever wanted to
Ain’t I done good? I needed that from you
And all I’ve got to say is, by the way, you done good
Question, why're we on the fourth floor?
I asked her mother, but we both or weren't sure yet
This is where the doctor said that we should go
Holding my child, she's 10 months old
The hospital was so cold
Definitely ruining all of our holiday plans of beach sands
Filling out some bland paperwork with shaky hands (lost)
Seeing little children stricken with a certain sickness
Clutch my baby a little tighter reflect of nervous feelings
A whole hour passed, we starting to lose patience
Humbled by the thoughts of patients lost in this situation (what's going on?)
Here comes a nurse, not knowing that we should fear the worst
Seen the doctor's mouth moving, couldn't even hear the words
This isn't happening to you,
I'm like Superman
And I could protect you from anything, I was really scared (serious)
I realized what I heard but not prepared for
The sentence that the doctor said, "Your daughter has cancer"
I will take my life right now
If you would save my child
I'd change my life for her
This is my solemn vow
No more chemo in her veins
And no more screams of pain (I pray)
This is a father's shame
That I can't save you from everything
It hit me so hard, that I could barely stand up (my world stopped)
Then the flowers and balloons and the cards came
Prayers many hours, knees bruised all in God's name (hurt so much)
If only my feeble hands could remove this neuroblastoma tumor from your adrenal glands (helpless)
Why you?! Why now? It didn't feel fair
Your grandma shed tears, you lost your hair
It's unbelievable little Bella was that strong
And inconceivable we lived in the hospital that long (forever)
Protecting your immune system from contaminants
You had to wear a medical mask, can't give my kid a kiss (imagine)
I learned to envision your face growing getting older
Envisioned you driving your first car and getting your diploma
Envisioned your wedding, your husband better be a soldier
A little girl sick like you died two row's over (Eva)
I will take my life right now
If you would save my child
I'd change my life for her
This is my solemn vow
No more chemo in her veins
And no more screams of pain (I pray)
This is a father's shame
That I can't save you from everything
Chemotherapy made Christmas hard to process
I fed the family faith, hoping it would make their fears starve to death
Your momma's tough, prayed to Saint Jude's that its a bad dream
But could it be I'm speaking to a doctor and not Epstein (reality)
I remember the cries, remember the meals fed through tubes
Pulling the red wagon, the sound of the plastic wheels
Kind of a metaphor for pulling through this ordeal
I pray my enemies never even have to know how this feels (hurts)
But forget our feelings it doesn't matter, you're the one suffering
You couldn't speak a lot yet but its like your eyes was saying
"Daddy, if it's an obstacle, and price I got to pay
For a long, great life, then we'll make it through okay."
The day of your final surgery, I still live in that moment
The teddy bear you were holding, I still own it
I watched the doors closing, February 2, 2004...
My little girl is cured
I will take my life right now
If you would save my child
I'd change my life for her
This is my solemn vow
No more chemo in her veins
And no more screams of pain (I pray)
This is a father's shame
This is a love song
A love of hate for you
And it's because you never told me
What only you knew
You can never find me
Because I'm right behind you
Don't misunderstand me
I hate you so much when I smile
Well you can make mock names
To your hearts content
And caricature the same
About someone else
Fill me in
To your hearts content
But I wont do the same
To someone else
Well you don't know how it feels
To be in the middle
Knock her down like a skittle
Just like you knocked her down
When I was sixteen I cut myself a Mohawk,
Because I wanted to walk the walk,
And not just talk the talk,
But it was a bit of a disaster because
I did the sides with kitchen scissors,
Because I didn't have any clippers,
And I didn't want to use a beard-trimmer –
I'd made that mistake before.
When you got home you didn't want to talk about what I'd done.
You said I'd let you down, I'd fucked around, when I was only having fun.
With the way that you've been lately, you've no right to scream and shout.
You and I, we've got a lot that we need to talk about.
What's the point in making vows that you're never going to keep?
A lifetime lying awake means you'll never get to sleep.
And all the promises you made, that were painful and untrue,
Of all the things you do they reflect worst on you.
We all have our own devices
For handling mid-life crises –
Usually involves a motorbike and
Suspicious fashion decisions.
But you choose to stave off grey hairs by
Lamely hacking at the sides
With lies and flimsy alibis
For your suspicious expeditions.
When I get home I don't want to talk about what you've done.
Yes you've let me down, you've fucked around, but I guess you were having fun.
With the way that I've been lately, I've no right to scream and shout.
You and I, we've got a lot that we need to talk about.
You always told me Father's Day was just another way
Of selling Hallmark greeting cards
Twenty Years of waking sleep, of lying through your teeth,
Meant every Father's Day spent wondering who the hell you are.
What's the point in us making vows that we're never going to keep?
I keep trying to keep you up, but you keep on falling asleep.
And all the promises we made were painful and untrue,
One Mid summer, 1985
A baby boy was born to take its place
Inside their hearts
And as a new love began to grow in them
I finally realized that
You’re my hero
Thank you for loving me
I know sometimes I’m wrong
And I never say I’m sorry
Through all the years, both good and bad
You loved me