Veronica Farren - Mama Knows Best lyrics

My psychic won’t return my call. My magic 8 ball reads hazy. All of my friends have gone crazy; Madcap advice became ban*l. My hearts a wild cannonball- what can I follow? My dreams are bouncing off the wall, My head is hollow. So, still, I wallow With all the vagabond logic Which calls it home until tomorrow. Mama knows best but she’s all the way in the kitchen. I can’t remember: what does Mama always say? I never listen. I never listen. I flipped a coin, I rolled the dice, I rock, paper, scissors- tied. My cards are conflicting, I’ve drawn far too many times. Can’t cipher the picture in the crystal, still, I scry... And if I decide, I’ve lied. Time rewinds my mind. Mama knows best but she’s all the way in the kitchen. I can’t remember: what does Mama always say? I never listen. I never listen. My horoscope is vague, The Ouijia wouldn’t sway Till someone persuaded. It evaded, “you’ll find the way”. If I erase to meditate, The roads all flow to elevate... That angel on my shoulder lays my devil, never sober They’ve never told a soul, Though flagrant their flirtatious glares. So what to put inside my prayers? Now I’m scared I don’t care. Mama knows best but she’s all the way in the kitchen. I can’t remember: what does Mama always say? Mmm, what does mama always say? Mama knows best but she’s all the way in the kitchen. I can’t remember: what does Mama always say? I never listen. I never listen.