ONCE YOU UNDERSTAND

Think


(Things get a little easier, once you understand) 
[repeated in background over and over and over until the end of the song]

[spoken dialog]
[Dad]
I'll be expecting you to get a haircut by Friday
[Boy]
Forget it dad, that won't change anything
[Dad]
Forget, nothing, you'll do as I say as long as you are living in my house.

[Mom]
He knows I'm not feeling well
And yet he doesn't take out one second out to help his mother
His only concern is for himself
[Boy]
Come on ma, what do you want from me
[Dad]
Don't argue with your mother, just shut up and listen

[Girl]
But mom, all my friends will be there
[Mom]
I said no, you can't go
[Girl]
But why
[Mom]
I don't want you in that neighborhood
[Girl]
Why, what's wrong with that neighborhood
[Mom]
I don't like the kind of people living there
[Girl]
What's wrong with them
[Mom]
Never mind, some day you will thank me

[Mom]
Are you sure nobody kept you company tonight while you were baby sitting
[Girl]
What's that supposed to mean
[Mom]
Just curious
[Girl]
Admit it mom, you don't trust me

[Mom]
Where are you going now
[Son]
To my friend's house
[Mom]
Don't you have things to do in the house
Don't you have homework
Why don't you sit down and read a book
[Son]
Oh ma
[Mom]
Don't oh ma me
You're wasting your life away with foolish things
[Son]
What are you talking about
How about your bridge club and your ladies groups
and your parties and your daytime programs
How about all that
[Mom]
That's different

[Girl]
Ma, I'll be home at 11
[Mom]
You better be home at 10 or don't bother to come home at all

[Dad]
When I was your age, I was working 12 hours a day
6 days a week helping to pay for the food and the rent
[Son]
I don't understand, what's that got to do with me
[Dad]
If you can't figure that out for yourself, you're stupid

[Boy]
Hey dad, did you see my new guitar, I joined a group
[Dad]
Son, there's a little more to life than joining a group and playing a guitar
[Boy]
Yeah dad, what is there to life (life, life)

[Music and background singing stop]
[Police officer]
Mr Cook, 
[Dad]
Yes
[Police officer]
Do you have a son named Robin, Robin Cook age 17
[Dad]
Yes
[Police officer]
I'm sorry Mr Cook, you better come down to the station house
Your son is dead
[Dad]
Dead?  How
[Police officer]
He died of a overdose
[Dad]
Oh my god 
[crying]

[music starts again and the 'things get a little easier singing too]