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[Intro]
[Verse 1]
On a lone and windy hilltop beneath a roof of tin
In a little wallpapered bedroom I done my growin'
'Twas there I dreamt my dreams there I hung my jeans
And wandered through my puberty as all do
[Verse 2]
My mother was a tight knot bound up with false guilt
Strapped up in her fearing wall she had built
An independent girl in a dark and cruel world
She'd lost the way to say "OK now lay back"
[Verse 3]
We disagreed on most things I shouted peace and love
The family of mankind the symbol of the dove
She only saw the surface of things before her face
But I was young and argued on for hours
[Verse 4]
My father he liked poetry a scholar he might have made
Had he not been born a poor boy barefoot and underpaid
So the man worked with his hands up and down the land
His dreams forgot he thought that I must follow
[Verse 5]
With his Marxist worker's wisdom he'd read a thing or two
He once had been a Mason but he never followed through
Always kind and thoughtful smelling of machine oil
And he read me poetry of visio-naries
[Verse 6]
I flunk my way to college a looser kind of school
Got me borrowed play time arty feeling cool
Just to live an artist diggin' the ravin' scene
Reading Kerouac and Ginsberg well deuced
[Verse 7]
I was not academic Art and English lit
The history of mankind I liked that a bit
And what was I to do the choices they were few
A downright disgrace to the working classes
A downright disgrace to the working classes
A downright disgrace to the working classes
A downright disgrace to the working classes
