Aimless ain't got no where to go All my thoughts have gone� Ready?
Mother Mary had a son Whose days were spent on having fun And Monday he got a letter: �you could make yourself feel better� Mother Mary had a man who healed with healing hands Millions of boys lay dead Mother Mary had a baby but he had his he�d never tasted He hunted all the others then he hunted all his brothers Mother Mary had a man who healed with healing hands Millions of boys stay dead
Go-Go-Golden Boys You�ve got your war toys Looking straight on And with your eyes of blue I will remember you One for me, one for you
Mother Mary baby, rock and roll Rock and roll, you know I only want you for your rock and roll Mother Mary Mother Mary had a man who healed with pleasing hands Millions of boys stay dead
Go-Go-Golden Boys You�ve got your war toys Looking straight on And with your eyes of blue We�ll do the old one two One for me, one for you
1, 2, 3, GO! Brother mother baby you�re flipped out You�re over influenced One day you will feel it You�ll make yourself feel better Mother Mary had a man who healed with healing hands Millions of boys stay dead Millions of boys stay dead Millions of boys stay dead