[ti:] [ar:] [al:] [00:05.88]The sweet pretty things are in bed now of course [00:14.34]The city fathers they're trying to endorse [00:18.22]The reincarnation of Paul Revere's horse [00:22.04]But the town has no need to be nervous [00:25.33] [00:26.67]The ghost of Belle Starr she hands down her wits [00:32.19]To Jezebel the nun she violently knits [00:35.89]A bald wig for Jack the Ripper who sits [00:39.80]At the head of the chamber of commerce [00:42.73] [00:43.93]Mama's in the fact'ry [00:45.56]She ain't got no shoes [00:47.68]Daddy's in the alley [00:49.31]He's lookin' for the fuse [00:51.79]I'm in the streets [00:53.58]With the tombstone blues [00:55.98] [00:58.07]The hysterical bride in the penny arcade [01:05.78]Screaming she moans, "I've just been made" [01:10.04]Then sends out for the doctor who pulls down the shade [01:13.69]Says, "My advice is to not let the boys in" [01:17.11] [01:19.00]Now the medicine man comes and he shuffles inside [01:24.54]He walks with a swagger and he says to the bride [01:28.53]"Stop all this weeping, swallow your pride [01:32.15]You will not die, it's not poison" [01:36.32] [01:36.73]Mama's in the fact'ry [01:37.96]She ain't got no shoes [01:40.67]Daddy's in the alley [01:41.96]He's lookin' for the fuse [01:44.20]I'm in the streets [01:45.90]With the tombstone blues [01:58.18] [01:58.46]Well, John the Baptist after torturing a thief [02:02.28]Looks up at his hero the Commander-in-Chief [02:06.05]Saying, "Tell me great hero, but please make it brief [02:09.85]Is there a hole for me to get sick in?" [02:13.27] [02:14.39]The Commander-in-Chief answers him while chasing a fly [02:18.89]Saying, "Death to all those who would whimper and cry" [02:22.71]And dropping a bar bell he points to the sky [02:26.26]Saving, "The sun's not yellow it's chicken" [02:30.27] [02:30.86]Mama's in the fact'ry [02:32.24]She ain't got no shoes [02:34.35]Daddy's in the alley [02:35.97]He's lookin' for the fuse [02:38.51]I'm in the streets [02:39.87]With the tombstone blues [02:43.94] [02:45.37]The king of the Philistines his soldiers to save [02:51.22]Put jawbones on their tombstones and flatters their graves [02:56.88]Puts the pied pipers in prison and fattens the slaves [03:00.59]Then sends them out to the jungle [03:03.59] [03:04.78]Gypsy Davey with a blowtorch he burns out their camps [03:11.94]With his faithful slave Pedro behind him he tramps [03:15.09]With a fantastic collection of stamps [03:19.05]To win friends and influence his uncle [03:22.12] [03:23.49]Mama's in the fact'ry [03:25.66]She ain't got no shoes [03:27.52]Daddy's in the alley [03:29.68]He's lookin' for the fuse [03:31.56]I'm in the streets [03:33.73]With the tombstone blues [03:38.33] [03:39.69]The geometry of innocence flesh on the bone [03:52.35]Causes Galileo's math book to get thrown [03:56.06]At Delilah who sits worthlessly alone [03:59.82]But the tears on her cheeks are from laughter [04:03.13] [04:04.65]Now I wish I could give Brother Bill his great thrill [04:11.20]I would set him in chains at the top of the hill [04:15.05]Then send out for some pillars and Cecil B. DeMille [04:19.00]He could die happily ever after [04:22.03] [04:23.42]Mama's in the fact'ry [04:24.68]She ain't got no shoes [04:26.83]Daddy's in the alley [04:28.69]He's lookin' for the fuse [04:30.95]I'm in the streets [04:33.03]With the tombstone blues [04:35.45] [04:41.54]Where Ma Raney and Beethoven once unwrapped their bed roll [04:57.92]Tuba players now rehearse around the flagpole [05:01.78]And the National Bank at a profit sells road maps for the soul [05:05.97]To the old folks home and the college [05:09.01] [05:12.26]Now I wish I could write you a melody so plain [05:16.34]That could hold you dear lady from going insane [05:20.32]That could ease you and cool you and cease the pain [05:23.98]Of your useless and pointless knowledge [05:28.37] [05:28.78]Mama's in the fact'ry [05:29.99]She ain't got no shoes [05:32.21]Daddy's in the alley [05:36.33]He's lookin' for the fuse [05:37.48]I'm in the streets [05:38.25]With the tombstone blues