Very soon I will be
In the deep blue sea
Wrapped in chicken wire
By my own device
The navy'll come
The sharks will bite
It will be so hard to fight
Wrapped in chicken wire
By my own device
Mama, don't go
Mama, don't leave me, Lord
Wall to wall
The carpet crawls
Up the stairs and down the hall
To the invalid
In his dying bed
Upon the floor
The guests will step
And everyone will leave
Except the invalid in his dying bed
The maid'll call
The ambulance
As the children dance
To Billie Jean
Where the birdie's nest
The medics'll come
Haul him away
And as they leave, they'll sweetly say
I'm sorry, man, but it's for the best
Mama, don't go
Mama, don't leave him, Lord
So very soon
I will be
In the deep blue sea
Wrapped in chicken wire
By my own device
The navy'll come
The sharks will bite
It will be so hard to fight
Wrapped in chicken wire
By my own device
Mama, don't go
Mama, don't leave me, Lord
