Razor blade sweet

Your ghost is a trip

In red velvet sheets

I've got nickels and dimes

If you've got free time

You're a careless sweetheart,

Kissing for keeps

Pretty page, bottomless moonshine girl

She came to the funeral

In sweet baby pearls

I'm back from the dead

I heard what you said

You're so high strung baby,

You could wind up the world



It's all right, mom

I'm coming home tonight

Yeah, yeah

It's all right, mom

The war ain't mine to fight

Yeah, yeah

It's all right, mom

Jesus could be right

Yeah, yeah

I'm just a fool now baby

I've got a bit more than a doubt



You're ghastly, darling

Cookies and cream

You're speaking in tongues

But I know what you mean

Do I still have to wait

For true love and hate?

You're a ballbreaker baby

Such a cast-iron queen



But it's all right, mom

I'm coming home tonight

Yeah, yeah

It's all right, mom

The war ain't mine to fight

Yeah, yeah

It's all right, mom

Jesus could be right

Yeah, yeah

I'm just a fool now baby

I've got a bit more than a doubt

I've got a bit more than a doubt