Walking bones choose your own direction.

Go have fun some place else.

Bring your soul and your Beach Boys records.

I can´t stand to have you here.

So worn out, cold and dehydrated.

The fortune is spent, and dad is in space.

Every home should have a mom in love

and a daddy in space.

Chinese porcelain cats to guard her love

In the window space

Show her some respect, she´s all worn down.

For years to come I will not forget you.

As my son, as my pain.

Time will heal what now feels so wounded.

Tears are spilled, the holes will fill.

Every home should have a mom in love...