You Mama, You
When I was young and pushed around
And beaten up and beaten down
Who'd I run to mama tell me who
And as I grew to be a man
And all the world held such élan
I did what I thought I just had to do
It was you mama you, it was you all along
It was you I ran away from I was wrong
And if I could I'd change my life
I swear to God I'd cut it out with a knife
And with a glue stick I'd reapply it in a song
Continue the same chunking pattern
And laid back Kerouac never had no heart attack
Drinking and thinking about the place he ran back to
The moloch is an old man the moloch is a love-lack
Bending for a quick snack remembering his friend Jack
Mama sometimes and I remember you
Man loves woman
Mother loves child
Sometimes I call my lady mama
So I can feel at home for a while
So I can feel at home for a while
Looking around at all the Mellencamp towns
The excuses and the nooses where the coffee grounds
I found places and traces of a storybook world
And I went out there for a ride
On the misty coast but the holy host
is under the Mickey D's American flag and it's unfurled
Man loves woman sometimes
Mother loves child
Sometimes I call my lady mama
So I can feel at home for awhile
So I can feel at home for awhile