Thursday, April 28, 2011

Bad and ruin

Mother don't you recognize your son,
Coming home,
Getting home, 'cause I failed you mother,
I'll be there in the mornin'
If you have me back
The rent up here is much too high
For a room without a tap
A room without a tap, hoo

I'll be early in the morning
And I'll find my way back home
Back home bad 'n' ruin
With my tail between my legs
Tail between my legs
And I'll be so tired
I'll be so tired, now listen

I'll be early tomorrow morning
And I'll fall down off my plane
Don't be embarrassed mother
By your ugly worn-out son, hmm
Your ugly worn-out son.

So just let me warn you
Mother, you won't recognize me now

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