Your Mama's Behind Bars Blues Lyrics - Asking For Forever - Lex Zaleta

Your mama's behind bars; 

Your step momma is too. 

Can't pass up those fancy cars 

When their keys are in plain view. 

Can't figure how they got caught; 

Don't know what did them in. 

Left their tools in the parking lot 

When they filed off that VIN. 

Yeah, your mama's behind bars; 

Most of your family's in there too. 

They hear you singing to the guards - 

The only song you can choose. 

Yeah, your mama's behind bars; 

Most of your family's in there too. 

They hear you strumming on your guitar, 

Playin' those your mama's behind bars blues. 

Daddy's into Johnny Walker, 

Lock, stock, and barrel. 

He's a weird midnight stalker 

Dressed in ladies' apparel. 

Negative cash flow's the usual, 

Zero-balance checking account. 

He bypasses blue-light specials 

For those five-finger discounts. 

Yeah, your mama's behind bars; 

Most of your family's in there too. 

They hear you singing to the guards - 

The only song you can choose. 

Yeah, your mama's behind bars; 

Most of your family's in there too. 

They hear you strumming on your guitar, 

Playin' those your mama's behind bars blues. 

Pop Pop's got somewhere around 

A thousand people under him, 

Filed in neat rows underground 

In the cemetery system. 

I think you have to admit 

He's one of the good ole boys, 

Working that sad graveyard shift 

And saying he's self-employed. 

Yeah, your mama's behind bars; 

Most of your family's in there too. 

They hear you singing to the guards - 

The only song you can choose. 

Yeah, your mama's behind bars; 

Most of your family's in there too. 

They hear you strumming on your guitar, 

Playin' those your mama's behind bars blues. 

You sign the visitors' log 

With a big "X" for your name. 

They ask, "How's the wife and dog?" 

You say, "They're one and the same." 

Not sure how far you can stray from 

Your felonious family tree. 

It takes all you've got and then some 

To stay clean and stay free. 

Yeah, your mama's behind bars; 

Most of your family's in there too. 

They hear you singing to the guards - 

The only song you can choose. 

Yeah, your mama's behind bars; 

Most of your family's in there too. 

They hear you strumming on your guitar, 

Playin' those your mama's behind bars blues.