O Superman, o judge
O Mom and Dad, mom and dad
O Superman, o judge
O Mom and Dad, mom and dad

Hi. I'm not home right now
But if you want to leave a message
Just start talking at the sound of the tone

Hello? This is your mother. Are you there?
Are you coming home?

Hello? Is anybody home?
Well, you don't know me, but I know you
And I've got a message to give to you
Here come the planes
So you better get ready, ready to go
You can come as you are, but pay as you go
Pay as you go

And I said: OK. Who is this really? And the voice said
This is the hand, the hand that takes
This is the hand, the hand that takes
This is the hand, the hand that takes
Here come the planes
They're American planes
Made in America
Smoking or non-smoking?

And the voice said: Neither snow nor rain
Nor gloom of night
Shall stay these couriers
From the swift completion
Of their appointed rounds

'Cause when love is gone, there's always justice
And when justive is gone, there's always force
And when force is gone, there's always Mom
Hi Mom!

So hold me, mom, in your long arms
So hold me, mom, in your long arms
In your automatic arms
Your electronic arms
In your arms

So hold me, mom, in your long arms
Your petrochemical arms
Your military arms
In your electronic arms