Don't Tell Your Mother

Don't tell mother about,
Where you go when lights are down,
Don't tell mother how,
You're up to no good, nowhere to be found,
Well it's time to learn not to work so hard
Or not at all.

How will we know when the end is nigh,
On a day much as any other?
Run and play; while away the hours,
And you know I would go if I could go,
But I can't so thank you all the same.

Suffice to say I turned away from it all,
And don't think I'll be home for a while,
'Cause who needs a mother to shout?
When I'm doing very well by myself!

How will we know when the end is nigh,
On a day much as any other?
"Get out this house and while away the hours",
On cue began - well before the summer,
And you know I would go if I could go
But I can't go now,
Would go if I could go,
But I don't know how,
You're exactly like the others,
Well...