Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hey Momma', artist - kay kay and his weathered underground. Album song Live from the Pretty Parlor, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 31.12.2006
Record label: bombs over bellevue
Song language: English
Hey Momma' |
Hey momma' I am such a selfish bastard |
I stare through dirty windowpanes at fumbled d.n.a. |
They stumble upright now we’ll come down to man-made foliage |
Where all the crazies be, they’re crazy just like me |
Except I’m sheltered from the cold |
Oh darlin' hold me tighter so your teeth don’t have to chatter |
We can smile |
At putrid, senile faces taxing where our space is, man that’s love |
Oh baby get me all fresh bent on stimulants |
My stems is stout from the caffeine |
Drenched petals fragrance and nicotine |
And I’ll be asleep by 8: 30 |
In the morning wake me gently |
Like a bird of paradise my agenda is my vice |
And I’m all dressed up with nowhere to go, man |
Get out man |
Freak out man |
I get a little jumpy when the phone rings |
(Automations on the other line) |
The headset robots waste time on a company dime |
It’s another waste of time |
But can you blame me? |
When all the things I see |
They came to me in dreams |
Somewhere out in the spaced out back of my mind |