Nowadays there are a countless amount of wrong paths
Each one begins festively with a golden door
While the fanfares play
I drop things along the way
To find my way back
But someone seems to gather them before I return
I wander and buy a thousand empty lottery tickets
Hey Hey mother, I haven't eaten my medication
Hey Hey mother, I haven't eaten my medication
A little time to cherish, a little time to sing a song
I wonder how everything slips on by
In comes Midsummer's Day and Christmas
Again, I take the first train
To somewhere and wake in a poor village
I must write to mother, here the women are like witches
They ask, " Are you one of the boys from here? "
Hey Hey mother, I haven't eaten my medication
Hey Hey mother, I haven't eaten my medication
It's amazing how much you can do
Without actually doing much of anything
The most important thing is to appear busy
And sexy
Mother I don't know what these songs are about
I swallow the sun, shine light and love to passers-by
And even to the witches of this village
A little time to cherish, a little time to sing a song
I wonder how everything slips on by
In comes Midsummer's Day and Christmas
Again
Hey Hey mother, I haven't eaten my medication
Hey Hey mother, I haven't eaten my medication
Mother please come take me away from here
Hey Hey mother,
Mother please come take me away from here