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 banal.

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.

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