And he looked under his bed, Into the closet, he didn't find it So then grumbled, grumbled and He said I'll take a walk, it seems To be lost. Out in the street, Into the park, out in the public Asking the people to see if they'd Help out, but they all said, "Sorry, we don't wanna get involved". He will never find out, he will never find out The life I lead behind his back at all. When I woke up this morning I had a terrible pain in my back It's been like seven years since It's bothered me like that, I'm carrying a load That I didn't mean to grab, whether I Deserved it or not is really quite beside The fact. I cried this morning when I read the news Like old John Lennon I want to sing it to you Like a bad post modern painting intent to confuse It rushed right in and thru me what a terrible Terrible terrible muse... Dear Momma, I didn't mean to make you cry But you know just who i am, I'm my father's son And you need to know, I'm gonna break some hearts And travel the world. "Oh Kleiny, why do you say such things?"