Tell Me Mama - Robyn Hitchcock

Ol' black Bascom, don’t break no mirrors

Cold black water dog, make no tears

You say you love me with what may be love

Don’t you remember makin' baby love?

Got your steam drill built and you’re lookin' for some kid

To get it to work for you like your nine-pound hammer did

But I know that you know that I know that you show

Something is tearing up your mind

Tell me, mama

Tell me, mama

Tell me, mama, what is it?

What’s wrong with you this time?

Hey, John, come and get me some candy goods

Shucks, it sure feels like it’s in the woods

Spend some time on your January trips

You got tombstone moose up and your brave-yard whips

If you’re anxious to find out when your friendship’s gonna end

Come on, baby, I’m your friend!

And I know that you know that I know that you show

Something is tearing up your mind

Tell me, mama

Tell me, mama

Tell me, mama, what is it?

What’s wrong with you this time?

Ohh, we bone the editor, can’t get read

But his painted sled, instead it’s a bed

Yes, I see you on your window ledge

But I can’t tell just how far away you are from the edge

And, anyway, you’re just gonna make people jump and roar

Whatcha wanna go and do that for?

For I know that you know that I know that you know

Something is tearing up your mind

Ah, tell me, mama

Tell me, mama

Tell me, mama, what is it?

What’s wrong with you this time?