Mother called me, told me no lies, and said, "come home, son" Doctor tell me, what is my problem, maybe I've got none
I appreciate your concern but you gotta keep me up on the town Zed keeps calling, calling me back, making more mess there
And I leave home in huge fits of rage and you keep crying Said, Doctor, tell me am I short of cheer or is it her that needs fixing?
A remedy, a remedy, I need a magic potion
Mother called me, told me no lies, and said, "come home, son" Doctor tell me, what is my problem, maybe I've got none Ooh...
Father told me how to change a tyre and how to tie my shoes up tight He instructed everywhere productive, every day and every night
Another time I pray to God and he preys on my failures Cause I can hardly call the things I can say, something about another ? ("Can you just put 'em here, son?")
A remedy, a remedy, I need a magic potion
Cause Mother called me, and told me no lies, and said, "come home, son" Doctor tell me, what is my problem, maybe you've got none
And could you tell me what do I need? Give me something interesting, I'll do it please Give me some instructions, one two and three Give me something real to touch, give me something real
Mother called me, told me no lies, and said, "come home, son" Doctor tell me, what is my problem, maybe I've got none Ooh...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
