Well everything’s so different now, a scream which fills the air
And haunts the smallest children’s sleep, upon the floor
“Where have they gone?"; You’ll hear them say with smiles meant to cry
As they wind a watch wrapped on a wrist and quickly look away
And four and six have come and gone five times before they’re seen
And upon the lips of everyone a curse they’ve never dreamed
Yeah, upon the lips of everyone a curse they’ve never dreamed
It’s a complicated situation
It’s a complicated situation, mamma
I'm a complicated situation
The young must be our sacrifice they say with crippled grins
The eyes of youth must lose their way and stumble here within
So the sleeping children were awoke in time to haze their eyes
So it was never known on which they choked with books of old in time
So it was never known on which they choked with books of old in time
It’s a complicated situation
It’s a complicated situation, mamma
I'm a complicated situation