Ashes to Ashes The Wallflowers

When you could walk like a stranger head back into here
Bringing gifts while you act so sincere

Bringing gifts for a boy who's five years
Looking for rocks and training wheels

I don't remember you from any of those books
Ashes to ashes and six feet under face down in a box
Where'd ya ever learn to treat me like that?

You don't seem to have any of that family stuff
You know the hardwood floors and all that penniless rough

Your bad luck follows you like a heart attack
Twist your fingers soon as break your back

I don't remember you from any of those books
Ashes to ashes and six feet under face down in a box
Where'd ya ever learn to treat me like that, that, that?

It's coming from another with a mother who's just like yours
Bringin' you headaches and all those mental sores
Take a little have some need some for yourself
Like the needy and the greedy always seem by themselves
Well you must be have to be one of these
Hidin' on the shade under your family tree