Good Mother

I've got money in my pocket,

I like the colour of my hair

I've got a friend who loves me

Got house, I've got a car

I've got a good mother

And her voice is what keeps me here.

Feet on ground, heart in hand,

Facing forward be yourself!

I've never wanted anything,

Oh, I've never wanted anything so bad.

Cardboard masks of all the people I've been,

Thrown out with all the rusted, tangled, worn-out miseries

You could say I'm hard to hold

But if you knew me you'd know

I've got a good father

And his strength is what makes me cry.

Feet on ground, heart in hand,

Facing forward be yourself

I've never wanted anything,

Oh I've never wanted anything so bad.

I've got money in my pocket

I like the colour of my hair

I've got a friend who loves me

Got a house, I've got a car

I've got a good mother

And her voice is what keeps me here

Feet on ground, heart in hand

Facing forward be yourself

Heart in hand, feet on ground

Facing forward be yourself

Just be yourself.

Just be yourself!..