“ Lost In America “
(Children, Our Most Important Resource?)

“I can’t go to school cuz’ I ain’t got a gun
I ain’t got a gun cuz’ I ain’t got a job
I ain’t got a job cuz’ I can’t go to school
So, I’m lookin’ for a girl with a gun and a job

And a house ....

With cable ....

Don’t you know where you are?

Lost In America
Lost In America
Lost In America
Lost ………………”

Song: Lost In America
By: Alice Cooper

Dear mom and dad - Prison is cold
They say I’ll be - Here until old
Age seventeen - Stole my first car
Gave me a thrill - Did not get far

Cops asked me why - Did I do it?
Told them, “Parents - Not worth a shit”
Asked me, “Explain - What I did mean
What went so wrong - Causing this scene?”

Told them my dad - Loved only beer
Had not a clue - “I” was once here
Hit my sweet mom - Awful to see
Watched it for years - Since I was three

Saw that my mom - Seemed it, ’OK’
Even with tears - Would often, ‘pray’
Proven to me - I now believe
Is that she stayed - Never did leave

Sent to a shrink - Found ‘’inner child‘’
Tried to find out - Why I was wild
Talk, talk, more talk - My past duress
Next, sent me back - To the SAME mess

Most my neighbors - And many friends
Knew my home life - But would pretend
Somehow, all this - I would be fine
“Can’t get involved” - Can’t cross THAT line

One warm, May night - My biggest thrill
Shot dear, old dad - Felt good to kill
Emptied my gun - Would have shot mom
Too few bullets - So, went to prom

Here I do sit - Rest of my life
In this small cell - Never a wife
Won’t have no kids - That’s a good thing
Cuz‘ I could not - ‘Love’, EVER bring

TallPockets - 2007