COKE, SUEDE AND WATERBEDS
(Kraemer / MacNeil / Beard / Mayell)
Coke, Suede and Waterbeds
They've all got bodies but they call them heads
And their friends in the legal trade
Got Oriental rugs and jade
Oh, Mama, please help them.
Now they've all got money down
House in the country, store in town
Baby looks fine in her platform shoes
Daddy's got a harp, trying to learn the blues
Oh, Mama, please need them.
This scene is making me insane
Everybody seems the same.
Secret pockets, poison rings
Everybody's hiding things
There's a girl with a tiger's claw
She says I'm made of ice but I
love to thaw
Oh, Mama, please love her.
Young cat, dressed in white
Feels un-bad cause he thinks he's light
Goes down town to the hot congo
Hopes to pass for a Chicano
Oh, Mama, please love him.
No one here is to blame.
Things have always been the same.