making songs personal

Momma, you're a brave girl, and I know it's only just started.
But I'm gonna be there at six with some flowers on sticks that were clipped just to make the weak strong.
And Momma, it's a strange world and girls can get so broken hearted.
But if it were me and the universe, I'd get the worst of this gong.

And Momma,
Momma, I'm sorry that in your condition, the sunshine's been missing.
But Momma, don't believe that it isn't there.
Oh and Momma,
Momma, be happy.
This world can be ugly, but isn't it beautiful?
Not really here, I'm really not there.
We're really not there.

Momma, you're a brave girl.
Courage is something I'll need now.
Cause it's been a hell of a day I've spent fading away, but we all fade sometimes.
I believe that Momma it's a strange world as I watch our tables get turned round.
But you've got the strength that I've lost.
Who'd of thought you'd be carrying me?

And Momma,
Momma, I'm sorry that in your condition, the sunshine's been missing.
But Momma, don't believe that it isn't there.
Oh and Momma,
Momma, be happy.
This world can be ugly, but isn't it beautiful?
Not really here, I'm really not there.

It's not the end of the world.
It's not the end of the world.
It's not the end of the world, cause the cops wouldn't break up this party.


And Momma,
Momma, I'm sorry that in your condition, the sunshine's been missing.
But lately, I don't believe that it isn't there.
Oh and Momma,
Momma, be happy.
This world can be ugly, but isn't it beautiful?
Not really here, I'm really not there.
I said we're really not here, and really not there.
We're really not there.

Momma, you're a brave girl, and I know it's only just started...