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All day long, I felt like |
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Smashing my face in a clear glass window |
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But instead, I went out |
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And smashed up a phone box 'round the corner |
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I never had a chance to choose my own parents |
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I'd never know why I should be stuck with mine |
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Mommy's always trying not to eat |
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And daddy's always smelling like he's pickled in booze |
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I never had a chance to choose my own name |
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I'd never know why I should be stuck with mine |
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Mommy's always talkin' 'bout family pride |
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And daddy's always hiding 'bout his weekend rides |
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All day long, I felt like |
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Smashing my face in a clear glass window |
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But instead, I went out |
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And smashed up a station wagon 'round the block |
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I looked at the mirror and told myself |
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I'm glad I still don't look like them, at least |
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Mommy's like a film star in a distorted mirror |
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Daddy's like a guy who lost his stomach in the war |
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I went to shake hands with the president in Miami |
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I went to a rock show to see Mick Jagger |
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And you'd never believe it, surprise to my life |
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They had paint on their faces, just like mommy's |
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Am I going crazy, or is it just you, daddy? |
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Am I going nuts, or is it just you, mommy? |
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Am I plain gone, or is it the world? |
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Daddy, i'd rather have you dead than crazy |
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Trying to talk to them is like eating tv dinner when you're angry |
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Trying to get their love is like watching ice cream ad when you're hungry |
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They gave me a watch that's guaranteed not to break |
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But my mommy and daddy broke up last fall |
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Am I going crazy, or is it just you, daddy? |
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Am I going nuts, or is it just you, mommy? |
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Am I plain gone, or is it the world? |
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Mommy, I'd rather have you dead than crazy |
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All day long, I felt like |
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Smashing my face in a clear glass window |
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But instead, i went out |
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And smashed up a churchyard 'round the corner |
