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...
