The Dan Bern Lyrics Archive
Literally the first minute I get back to town the cops,
They shot a crazy lady with a screwdriver in her hand
Maybe we'll have another riot, hey wouldn't that be fun, well,
This time I'll get a VCR and a big screen and a gun
Baby did you get the tape I sent
Baby did you get the tape I sent
We bombed the hospital by mistake, too bad, war is hell
And then we bombed the embassy we thought was something else
We might get to see World War III by Thanksgiving Day
But as long as the turkey's golden brown it's all gonna be ok
Baby did you get the tape I sent
Baby did you get the tape I sent
Hush little baby don't you cry
Mama's gonna buy you a .45
And if that .45 gets recalled
Mama's gonna buy you an assault rifle
And if that rifle doesn't fire
Mama's gonna buy you a tightrope wire
To the sun
Y'see everybody's a killer, everyone's deranged
Every mini-mall laundromat is a mass murder waiting to happen
If the Manson gang had done their thing this year, 'stead of '69
They'd be on page eleven, with the rest of the petty crime
Baby did you get the tape I sent
Baby did you get the tape I sent
Hush little baby don't you cry
Mama's gonna buy you a pilot's license
And if that license gets revoked
Mama's gonna buy you a periscope
And if that spyglass gets all broken
Mama's gonna buy you a good lotion
For your insides
Well baby will I ever get to spend an hour just with you
I got so much to tell you, there's so much we need to do
When we said goodbye there were too many people around, now I'm gettin' impatient
But I thought that we locked eyes for a minute, was it just my imagination
Baby did you get the tape I sent
Baby did you get the tape I sent
Baby did you get the tape I sent you yet
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