Lyrics
The question is, "Wouldn't mama be proud?"
There's a silver lining in the corporate cloud
And the pretty post that you're taking as an, as an NCO
Of the great pretender
I should sure think so
Wouldn't mama be proud?
"Can I take your order?"
Asks the heavenly host
Ticket to the Jetstream
Blowing coast to coast
The long stemmed glasses
A movie and a pleasant dream in mid air
You gotta tell me quickly
'Cause we're almost there
Wouldn't mama be proud?
Pointed out of the window
At the sky gone black
Kid, you're on the right track
If I send you postcards
From the side of the road
Photographs of moving
Parts about to explode
If I call to keep it together
Like you saying all I can't do
To transmit a moment
From me to you
Wouldn't mama be proud?
Wouldn't mama be proud?
Wouldn't mama be proud?
Wouldn't mama be proud?