They came this mornin' with a dog on a chain
They came and took my little brother away
His generation never even got a name, oh yeah
Momma was a rocker way back in '53
Buys them old records that they sell on T.V.
I know Chuck Berry wasn't singin' that to me, Mama,
That's all right, it's your world, Hey,
this is my life, she's my girl
My life, your world
I watch that fortune wheel but never get to spin it
You made me promises, I don't think you meant it
If there's some sunshine, baby, I'm gonna get out in it, oh yeah, Mama
I tried to leave, but the traffic had been stopped
The beach was burnin', and someone was throwin' rocks
They said an airplane had fallen in my block, oh no, Mama
My life, your world
Solo till end