Other Side of the Moon
It's on the other side of the moon, why bother?
Last I heard, I had no business, no business over there
It's on the other side of the street, and it's gettin' late in my week
And I've got things that need takin' care of here
You've got to fend for yourself in the long run
Bad things, they find a way to even out and disappear
And it's probably not as bad as they're sayin' in the paper
Every network's blastin' headlines in my ear
Who's that voice I hear? Talkin' through his hat
All I know is, "Son, you weren't brought up like that
It's your father Elmer here talkin' behind the sky
Your mother's here with me, don't make my Barbara cry"
What the heck was that? Damn, these nightmares I've been havin'
Blame it on the foreigners, that got nothin' the hell to do with me
It's March madness now, give me some ball team I can root for
Instead of some dumb war live on my TV
Who's that voice I hear? Talkin' through his hat
All I know is, "Son, you weren't brought up like that
It's your father Elmer here talkin' beyond the sky
Your mother's here with me, don't make my Barbara cry"
Two, three
If someone's in need, if there's a mouth to feed
There's a long line of family who'd step up to the bat
"It's your father Elmer here talkin' beyond the sky
Your mother's here with me, son, don't make my Barbara cry"
Last I heard, I had no business, no business over there
It's on the other side of the street, and it's gettin' late in my week
And I've got things that need takin' care of here
You've got to fend for yourself in the long run
Bad things, they find a way to even out and disappear
And it's probably not as bad as they're sayin' in the paper
Every network's blastin' headlines in my ear
Who's that voice I hear? Talkin' through his hat
All I know is, "Son, you weren't brought up like that
It's your father Elmer here talkin' behind the sky
Your mother's here with me, don't make my Barbara cry"
What the heck was that? Damn, these nightmares I've been havin'
Blame it on the foreigners, that got nothin' the hell to do with me
It's March madness now, give me some ball team I can root for
Instead of some dumb war live on my TV
Who's that voice I hear? Talkin' through his hat
All I know is, "Son, you weren't brought up like that
It's your father Elmer here talkin' beyond the sky
Your mother's here with me, don't make my Barbara cry"
Two, three
If someone's in need, if there's a mouth to feed
There's a long line of family who'd step up to the bat
"It's your father Elmer here talkin' beyond the sky
Your mother's here with me, son, don't make my Barbara cry"
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Writer(s): Chip Taylor
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