Well, you could walk like a stranger head back into here,
Bringing gifts while you act so sincere,
Bringing gifts for a boy who´s five years,
Looking for rocks and training wheels.

I don´t remember you from any of those books,
Ashes to ashes and six feet under, face down in a box.
Where did you ever learn to treat me like that?

You don´t seem to have any of that family stuff,
You know the hardwood floors and all that penniless rough.
Your bad luck follows you like a heart attack,
Twist your fingers, soon as break your back.

I don´t remember you from any of those books,
Ashes to ashes and six feet under, face down in a box.
Where did you ever learn to treat me like that that that?

It´s coming from another with a mother who´s just like yours,
Givin´ you headaches and all those mental scores.
Give a little, have a little, take some for yourself,
Like the needy and the greedy always seem by themselves,
Well, you must be, have to be one of these,

Hidin´ in the shade under your family tree
Think I met you once in a liquor store,
No think I saw you hanging by the stage door
Handing out programs to the family theater
Devised a role so you don´t mistreat her.

Take it wild, take it fast,
You never gave yourself a chance.

I don´t remember you from any of those books,
Ashes to ashes and six feet under, face down in a box.
Where did you ever learn to treat me like that, that, that, that?