Walking bones choose your own direction.
go have fun some place else.
bring your soul and your beach boys records.
i can´t stand to have you here.
so worn out, cold and dehydrated.
the fortune is spent, and dad is in space.
Every home should have a mom in love
and a daddy in space.
chinese porcelain cats to guard her love
in the window space
show her some respect, she´s all worn down.
For years to come i will not forget you.
as my son, as my pain.
time will heal what now feels so wounded.
tears are spilled, the holes will fill.
Every home should have a mom in love...