Oh mother, why do they treat me like I'm not a man?
I wonder, does anybody know just who I am?
Or can I love the world exactly how it is?
Or do I have to split?
Is there anybody rooting for the kids?
Oh mother, is this not the way you taught me to behave?
I won't just sit here and let them treat me like a slave.
Oh can I love the world and hate how it makes me feel?
Cause I don't want to kneel.
Is there anyone who's got my back for real?
Oh mother, I do not think I live here anymore.
No wonder.
Is it wrong I do not want to love it.
Can I love the world enough to give a spin?
Oh, am I giving in?
Do we burn the old one down and start again?
Oh start again.
Start again.
Oh, start again.
