Stand Up To Your Mother

Where's your life, dear?
Has it gone AWOL?
Oh, I see
You never bothered to enlist
Where's your mind now?
Not even listening, not even awake
Oh, have you ever been?

It's your choice
To live or to suffer
Where's your voice?
Stand up, [stand up] to your mother
You never call your brother

Now your guns are drawn
Have you been waiting to take me out?
To stick one in my back?
Well put your phasers down, girl
The hour is growing cold
Oh, so cold
The lights are out on the bridge tonight
The streets are lonely and awful
I don't expect to change your mind

And empty all words are all I hear, it's all we seem to be
Just pin them down and make a break from everything we know
Everything we know

It's your choice
To live or to suffer
Where's your voice?
Stand up, [stand up] to [for] your mother
You never call your [x7]