Mama they won't take me seriously
They show me the door but they hold back the key
I ask myself what is wrong with me
Do they see something I don't see
I know you told me, not to take from strangers
But I am preoccupied with the dangers
and respect among thieves
There's a piracy on the high seas
And I am held for trason here
with no reasons clear, that I know
The old house by the late
And I know you told me, not to take from strangers
But I am preoccupied with the dangers
and respect among thieves
There's a piracy on the high seas
And I am held for treason here
With no reasons clear, that I know
What do I know? The seeds don't grow
I don't want to grow old alone
Mama they won't take me seriously
but they hold back the key