Mama was a haystack
Daddy was a burlap sack
Crows on my back,
While I'm lookin' up o'er the grain!
Crucified straw man
Ever since I began
God's master plan
Never specified a brain!
And I know
That it's my mission
But with all
The time I've got
Lord I'm findin'
Myself wishin
I could spend
It deep in thought
Mama was a haystack
Daddy was a burlap sack
God take me back
‘Cause there's nothing
In my head, ‘cept for stuffin',
And I don't know what to think
About that.
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