kept down
Singer:mother mother
if i could talk to all the children in the clouds
the ones who couldn't help but take it lying down
you made your papa proud. there's just some things a guy like that can't say out loud. oh
well she just didn't know how. a thousand years of being told to shut her mouth
down. if i could steal away the outcast of the class
i'd break him out of there and take him to the tracks
we'd bet all of it on the horse with a broke back
we'd watch it win while all the stallions came in last. oh
your odds ain't all that bad. slim to none
but not so slim you've got to slip between the cracks. so come back
come back. pretty girl. wicked one. caught your curse. cut out your tongue. oooh
one by one we let 'em burn off with the sun
can only hope they're somewhere finally having some fun