Up Park Camp

When I used to go to school
You know they taught me the Golden Rule
They said, «son, you better know yourself»
«Because in time to come it’s going to be dread»
And now mi gone, a Up Park Camp
Mi never waan go a Up Park Camp
And now mi gone, a Up Park Camp
Mi never waan go a Up Park Camp
Why didn’t I take their advice
If I did I would be living in style
Lord knows, I wasn’t born to go wild
Oh mother, I wish you were around
To see your son, how he’s bouncing around
Used like a tool and then refused
Oh mother, I wish you were around
Wish you were around
Mother, mother
Wish you were around
No no no no
Wow hoo