Mother, Father, I'm here in the zoo I can't come home 'cause I've grown up too soon I got my sentence I got my command They said they'd make me major if I met all their demands
I could be a corp'ral into corp'ral punishment Or the gen'ral manager of a large establishment They pat some good boys on the back and put some to the rod But I never thought they'd put me in the
Goon squad They've come to look you over and they're giving you the eye Goon squad They want you to come out to play You'd better say goodbye
Some grow just like their dads And some grow up too tall Some go drinking with the lads Some don't grow at all
And you must find the proper place For everything you see But you'll never get to make a lampshade out of me
I could join a chain of males or be the missing link Looking for a lucky girl to put me in the pink They pat some good boys on the back and put some to the rod But I never thought they'd put me in the
Good squad ....
Mother, Father, I'm doing so well I'm making such progress now that you can hardly tell I fit in a little dedication With one eye on the clock They caught you under medication You could be in for a shock
Thinking up the alibis that ev'ryone's forgotten Just another mummy's boy gone to rotten They pat some good boys on the back and put some to the rod But I never thought they'd put me in the
Compositor: Desconhecido no ECADIntérpretes: Bruce Thomas (PPL - I), Declan Patrick Aloysius Mac-manus (Elvis Costello) (PPL - I), Peter Michael Thomas (Pete Thomas) (PPL - I), Stephen John Hart (Steve Nieve) (PPL - I)Publicado em 1979ECAD verificado fonograma #1966083 em 07/Abr/2024