Lyrics to Hey Ma
Hey, Mama, what ya gonna do?
Your son's become a problem
He can't keep holes out his shoes
But that's not news, mama, what ya gonna do?
Now tell me true, mama, what ya gonna do?
Mama, what ya gonna do?
They want to kick him out of Sunday school
And that's the scoop, so Mama, what ya gonna do?
Daddy's got it out for me and you, you can't do nothing
Hey, Papa, what ya got to say?
They call your boy a bastard basically every day
And they take a break only to make way for a great parade
They erase the traits of the patient's face when he disobeys
So Papa, what ya got to say and what would it matter anyway?
Your son's become a problem
He can't keep holes out his shoes
But that's not news, mama, what ya gonna do?
Now tell me true, mama, what ya gonna do?
Mama, what ya gonna do?
They want to kick him out of Sunday school
And that's the scoop, so Mama, what ya gonna do?
Daddy's got it out for me and you, you can't do nothing
Hey, Papa, what ya got to say?
They call your boy a bastard basically every day
And they take a break only to make way for a great parade
They erase the traits of the patient's face when he disobeys
So Papa, what ya got to say and what would it matter anyway?