Mama Waits Lyrics

Down the hallway of the 'Stellar Lounge
Bomber John waves a gun around
"Everyone get on your knees
If you sneeze, I will make a louder sound!"

All of the legs grow one half shorter
Scraping the floor in mortar torture but my

Mama waits
Mama waits
Papa participates

Straight up like a weed, we believe
She decrees not to plant herself
Bomber squints his eyes, strokes his chin
Asks her if she's had her medicine

As snickers they ripple through the victims
Nobody knows just what's her mission and my

Mama waits
Mama waits
Papa participates

For a hundred years she was our favorite old maid
She never liked to look into the shade
She had a motto that went: "Save Yourself"
We never thought it worked that well

Papa grabs her arm to drag her down
When she says, "I've had it up to here!"
Points her finger like a gun, turns to run
Like we know we'd never dare

As Bomber reviews the situation
The sirens take away his concentration