Lyrics:Golden Boys
Mother Mary had a son who's days were spent on having fun Then Monday he got a letter, you could make yourself feel better Mother Mary had a man who healed with feeling hands Millions of boys lay dead Mother Mary had a baby, but he had his, he never tasted Hunted all the others then he hunted all his brothers Mother Mary had a man who healed with healing hands Millions of boys stay dead Go-go-golden boys, you got your war toys Looking straight on And with your eyes of blue I will remember you One for me One for you Mother Mary baby rock and & roll, rock & roll You know I only want you for your rock & roll, mother Mary Mother Mary had a man who healed with pleasing hands Millions of boys stay dead Go-go-golden boys, you got your war toys Looking straight on And with your eyes of blue We'll do the old one-two One for me One for you One, two, three, go! Brother Mother Baby you're flipped out Your over-influence, one day you will feel it, you will make yourself feel better Mother Mary had a man who healed with healing hands Millions of boys stay dead Millions of boys stay dead Millions of boys stay dead