I Felt Like Smashing My Face in a Clear Glass Window Yoko Ono

All day long, I felt like
Smashing my face in a clear glass window
But instead, I went out
And smashed up a phone box 'round the corner

I never had a chance to choose my own parents
I'd never know why I should be stuck with mine
Mommy's always trying not to eat
And daddy's always smelling like he's pickled in booze

I never had a chance to choose my own name
I'd never know why I should be stuck with mine
Mommy's always talkin' 'bout family pride
And daddy's always hiding 'bout his weekend rides

All day long, I felt like
Smashing my neck in a clear glass window
But instead, I went out
And smashed up a station wagon 'round the block

I looked at the mirror and told myself
I'm glad I still don't look like them, at least
Mommy's like a film star in a distorted mirror
Daddy's like a guy who lost his stomach in the war

I went to shake hands with the president in Miami
I went to a rock show to see Mick Jagger
And you'd never believe it, surprise of my life
They had paint on their faces, just like my mommy's