I want to kill this man but he turned around and ran
I'll kill him with karate that I learned in Japan
He wouldn't see my face I wouldn't leave a trace
I wouldn't use a bullet cause a bullet's a disgrace

Aw, mom, I never thought that I was a murdering man
But tonight I'm on my way

There's this drawer that I know in a house up the road
That's full of things that are easily sold
When they go out of town I could go and snoop around
And make myself rich off the things that I found

Aw, mom, I never thought that I was a stealing man
But tonight I'm on my way

I was sitting on the bleacher staring at the speaker,
Reading his lips but I could not understand
So I opened up my ears and clearly I could hear
This detailed story all about a grain of sand

Aw, mom, I always dreamt of being a good listener
So tonight I'm on my way

There's this kid you gotta meet He lives across the street
He's got spirit and heart We're ten years apart
He is up for anything He can hang with anyone
He still likes the things we used to think were fun

Aw, mom, I never thought that I could have a friend
But tonight I'm on my way

I'm in love with someone who's as pretty as a flower
Her life give me power so I'm buyin' her a ring
She makes hats with her hands She is such an artist
I'm her biggest fan and I'm teaching her to sing

Aw, mom, I never thought that I could love no one
But tonight I'm on my way