Mama

Mama's in the kitchen with onions
 Daddy's in the back with ol' Hank
 Thinking 'bout the lasers and bunions
 Talking disability ranks
 No, we didn't have too much money
 Just enough to make the dead ends meet
 Me, I'm on the back of my hobby horse
 Far away in some desert town
 Miles from a civilization
 Miles from a fortified town
 Down in that basement it's sunny
 We cannot stay down there for too long
 Back then, it all seemed so funny
 Toys were toys and boys were boys
 The simple nights and easy joys, all right
 Come out for another day
 Upstairs mama's making some crepes, yeah
 From a fancy recipe book
 To me they just look like tortillas
 Boy, that mama can cook
 Soon, she will be calling for grub, yeah
 I can't wait for such a sight this long
 Back then, it all seemed so funny
 Toys were toys and boys were boys
 The easy nights and simple joys, all right
 Come out for another day