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Mother Nature's Son Revisited
by Mark Courter/Larry Hansen. Larry: acoustic guitar, percussion, synths, birds and odd effects. Mark: electric guitar, bass, vocals. Stephanie: backing vocals, spoken word
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Mark Courter/Larry Hansen/Stephanie Thompson
@2008 by Mark Courter/Larry Hansen
MC, squared
Fri Jul 04, 2008
Rock : Rock n Roll
@2008 by Mark Courter/Larry Hansen
MC, squared
Fri Jul 04, 2008
Rock : Rock n Roll
Take charge
Lyrics
1. Mother Nature’s Son
Long in the tooth
Brother that’s the truth
Mother Nature’s Son
Beard of gray
It wasn’t that way yesterday
Chorus:
Find me by a mountain stream
With Starbucks and designer jeans
Find me in my field of grass
With blueprints for the next freeway overpass
2. Mother Nature’s Son
Ideals of glass
Ponytail now in the past
Mother Nature’s Son
A corporate guy
Works now in a suit and tie
Chorus:
Wall Street Journal, stocks and bonds
Recalls the days of which he once was fond
Attorneys now, litigation, court fees
Flaming ulcers, arthritic knees
3. Mother Nature’s Son
Soon forgets his place
Another name with no face
Mother Nature’s Son
Feeling so alone
A slave to his cell phone
Chorus:
Pressure here and pressure there
Breathing in all that stale air
Days of Peace and Love gone by
Cross your heart and hope to die
Long in the tooth
Brother that’s the truth
Mother Nature’s Son
Beard of gray
It wasn’t that way yesterday
Chorus:
Find me by a mountain stream
With Starbucks and designer jeans
Find me in my field of grass
With blueprints for the next freeway overpass
2. Mother Nature’s Son
Ideals of glass
Ponytail now in the past
Mother Nature’s Son
A corporate guy
Works now in a suit and tie
Chorus:
Wall Street Journal, stocks and bonds
Recalls the days of which he once was fond
Attorneys now, litigation, court fees
Flaming ulcers, arthritic knees
3. Mother Nature’s Son
Soon forgets his place
Another name with no face
Mother Nature’s Son
Feeling so alone
A slave to his cell phone
Chorus:
Pressure here and pressure there
Breathing in all that stale air
Days of Peace and Love gone by
Cross your heart and hope to die
