That' s Alright

	You say you want to change
	But you don’t want to change
	You say that it was living in the city
	made you do those stupid ass things
	Now the country air is clean
	And the living is right
	Anytime you want to leave
	Momma that’s alright
	To see New England in the Fall
	We took the Holland Tunnel
	Intent to make the journey to the centre
	of the heart of what’s the matter with you
	To take the waters on the mountain
	We didn’t budget for the downturn
	And now the well is running dry
	Momma that’s alright
	Loving you is hard enough
	Leaving just more of the same
	Anytime I get me far enough
	Your gravity kicks in again
	I’m just your lonely satellite
	Hey Momma that’s alright
	So Now you say you want to live
	Out on Martha’s Vineyard
	You say we’ll get a little plot of land and
	Build our own damn French farmhouse
	There’s no depression in France
	They’re too busy with the romance
	And it’s a starry starry night
	If Momma that’s alright
	Loving you is hard enough
	Leaving just more of the same
	Anytime I get me far enough
	I come tumbling down again
	I’m just your lonely satellite
	Hey Momma that’s alright
	To see New England in the Fall
	And watch the colours turn to gold
	And then to put the cause of the condition
	In the rear view and then to let it go
	Rented Bonneville sedan
	Road map in my hand
	No resolution in sight
	Momma that’s alright
	Loving you is hard enough
	Leaving just more of the same
	Anytime I get me far enough
	I come tumbling down again
	I’m just your lonely satellite
	Momma that’s alright

	You say you want to change
	But you don' t want to change
	You say that it was living in the city
	made you do those stupid ass things
	Now the country air is clean
	And the living is right
	Anytime you want to leave
	Momma that' s alright
	To see New England in the Fall
	We took the Holland Tunnel
	Intent to make the journey to the centre
	of the heart of what' s the matter with you
	To take the waters on the mountain
	We didn' t budget for the downturn
	And now the well is running dry
	Momma that' s alright
	Loving you is hard enough
	Leaving just more of the same
	Anytime I get me far enough
	Your gravity kicks in again
	I' m just your lonely satellite
	Hey Momma that' s alright
	So Now you say you want to live
	Out on Martha' s Vineyard
	You say we' ll get a little plot of land and
	Build our own damn French farmhouse
	There' s no depression in France
	They' re too busy with the romance
	And it' s a starry starry night
	If Momma that' s alright
	Loving you is hard enough
	Leaving just more of the same
	Anytime I get me far enough
	I come tumbling down again
	I' m just your lonely satellite
	Hey Momma that' s alright
	To see New England in the Fall
	And watch the colours turn to gold
	And then to put the cause of the condition
	In the rear view and then to let it go
	Rented Bonneville sedan
	Road map in my hand
	No resolution in sight
	Momma that' s alright
	Loving you is hard enough
	Leaving just more of the same
	Anytime I get me far enough
	I come tumbling down again
	I' m just your lonely satellite
	Momma that' s alright