Mama's Boy

Couldn’t keep a secret
Got a concrete skull
You couldn’t shut up
You’re an imbecile
You’re an ugly dog
There’s nothing to gain
You couldn’t shut up
You had a bad, bad, brain
Couldn’t hold your tongue
You were just too young
Like a two year old
You told, you told
You’re all the same jelly bean brain
Every one’s a secret nerd
Every one’s a closet lame
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I don’t want to work in a hot dog stand
Be a busboy messenger or a doorman
It’s an abstract world, you’re an abstract man
Abstract city, don’t give a damn