"Things are different today," I hear ev'ry mother say Cooking fresh food for a husband's just a drag So she buys an instant cake and she burns her frozen steak And goes running for the shelter of a mother's little helper And two help her on her way, get her through her busy day
Doctor please, some more of these Outside the door, she took four more What a drag it is getting old
"Men just aren't the same today" I hear ev'ry mother say They just don't appreciate that you get tired They're so hard to satisfy, You can tranquilize your mind So go running for the shelter of a mother's little helper And four help you through the night, help to minimize your plight
Doctor please, some more of these Outside the door, she took four more What a drag it is getting old
"Life's just much too hard today," I hear ev'ry mother say The pursuit of happiness just seems a bore And if you take more of those, you will get an overdose No more running for the shelter of a mother's little helper They just helped you on your way, through your busy dying day
At first it was just a matter of something to make it to the next gig. It was like the old bomber pilot thing where they gave them Bennies to keep them going. Basically we would take them to get there and back. Then you get more and more fussy about what you're taking and you look for better, more... luxurious ones. You don't notice it. You don't give a damn about it. It's not necessarily a big deal.
The drug thing has become a big deal now, and quite rightly so, because it's being pushed on kids. That, to me, is absolutely repulsive. But if you're a working musician then it's a
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