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The first time you stole flowers from the grave |
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Then, the second time, you shaved your head, you had been saved |
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By the very friendly, jesus man |
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And all he said, "well, i'm your brother, man" |
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In the winter time you - you wore patch-work hard-me-downs |
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In the summer time - you were all bronzed, while i was brown |
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And they didn't ask you where you got the candy |
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No, they didn't ask you where you got the tan |
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In the morning time - we played travels in the sea |
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In the evening time - we had reduced the sea to me |
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But your mother saved us - from your daddy's hand |
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Yeah - your mother saved us - from your daddy's hand |
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From your daddy |
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From your daddy |
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With my adult mind - |
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You know my body feels so strange |
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If they'd only sign away my life to me |
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I could be much saner |
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If they'd only learn to let me |
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Freedom seek |
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The world would be less mean |
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But they never know - how to let you go |
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But they never know - how to leace me |
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Yodel - ee |
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Yod - el - ee |
