Nico Juber feat. Kristolyn Lloyd -
Millennials Are Killing Musicals (Original Off-Broadway Cast Recording)
Jake’s Mom
I saw her at the school today
Hair piled high, heels to the sky again
Running to the PTA
And bringing fresh brownies for the kids
And then - ugh!
I can't explain
How she feels no pain
Her kids never yell
And mine, well
I hate to compare
But life is unfair
Some moms make me wanna shout
I hate to obsess
But I must confess
That Jake's Mom, oh Jake's Mom
Got it figured out
I saw her getting their vaccines
Kids on her arm, not a hair out of place
What? Wearing white designer jeans
And not a single wrinkle on her face
Well, I can't explain
What's happening in her brain
Her kids don't raise hell
And mine, well
I'm sorry to rant, but I simply can't
With her stupid mom clout
I don't wanna cry, I just wanna know why
Jake's Mom, oh Jake's Mom
Got it figured out
Oh, got it figured out
Jake's Mom, oh
Why can't I figure it out like Jake's Mom?
I saw her at the store one day
Hair piled high, heels to the sky
Like she glistened
Something 'bout the way
Her kids, well, they just listened
I wish her well, but she can burn in hell
With her homemade sauerkraut
I don't actually want her dead
Just out of my head
'Cause Jake's Mom, oh Jake's Mom
Got it figured out
Oh, got it figured out, Jake's Mom, oh
Hair piled high, heels to the sky again
Running to the PTA
And bringing fresh brownies for the kids
And then - ugh!
I can't explain
How she feels no pain
Her kids never yell
And mine, well
I hate to compare
But life is unfair
Some moms make me wanna shout
I hate to obsess
But I must confess
That Jake's Mom, oh Jake's Mom
Got it figured out
I saw her getting their vaccines
Kids on her arm, not a hair out of place
What? Wearing white designer jeans
And not a single wrinkle on her face
Well, I can't explain
What's happening in her brain
Her kids don't raise hell
And mine, well
I'm sorry to rant, but I simply can't
With her stupid mom clout
I don't wanna cry, I just wanna know why
Jake's Mom, oh Jake's Mom
Got it figured out
Oh, got it figured out
Jake's Mom, oh
Why can't I figure it out like Jake's Mom?
I saw her at the store one day
Hair piled high, heels to the sky
Like she glistened
Something 'bout the way
Her kids, well, they just listened
I wish her well, but she can burn in hell
With her homemade sauerkraut
I don't actually want her dead
Just out of my head
'Cause Jake's Mom, oh Jake's Mom
Got it figured out
Oh, got it figured out, Jake's Mom, oh
Credits
Writer(s): Nico Juber
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