My Path Belated Lyrics - Our Beloved Revolutionary Sweetheart - Camper Van Beethoven

I could tell a story, but I cannot wake my husband up from sleep 

"i could have married others" says the actress in a pornographic film 

Oh mother o mother of mine 

I'm not saying this love is wrong, just that I [get it right? 

And if you, o mother o mother of mine 

Have fallen in love with a man who imports cola, that would be fine 

Though he has a good job 

I hope he has a friend [upon the politburo] 

His eyebrows grow together 

People in the office are bound to talk 

And as the full moon comes 

And the dogs have all run off to die in peace 

And as the scent grows strong 

I hope we make it to the bay by 8 a.m. 

Mother's plucking eyebrows, seem to grow while she is fast asleep 

There are explanations 

That seem to matter less and less each passing day 

And as the full moon comes, etc....