Bring It Back - The Grouch

Dear momma tell me, why’s it gotta be so hard?

I’m just tryin' to find my place and I’m still so far

I don’t wanna live the rest of my life like this

Somebody help this hell its disguised my gifts

And dear son I will do better cause I owe you that much

I must push on, be strong, and never give up

Now bring it back, bring it back, bring it back

Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back

1 boy with 3 sisters, 2 perfect parents

And a brand new home completes the picture

Oh yeah, you had a dog

We used to visit on thanksgiving

But were treated rather odd sometimes, like we was misfits

Me and my brothers would fart and cuss

But that was some regular kid shit, Auntie Terry didn’t like that

I know she sheltered y’all a bit

I used to think that was the right track

You ate proper watched your bed times and such

Went to church every Sunday

And we would rough you up when we saw ya

But you was tough though on the under

Not tough enough to deal with the lightning, and thunder

A momma’s boy felt when his momma boned out

Left ya, high and dry so that she could zone out

I know it hurt for that she’s dirt but maybe we could forgive her

If she don’t cry you no river, just get her life together

(Hook)

Somebody did you wrong, my cousin

It wasn’t your fault your momma wasn’t strong

Keep lovin', I see you fallin' down

While im rubbin' elbows round the town im feelin your pain though

You try and ease it but the drugs make your head hang low

Search for a reason from above, it just ain’t so

You’re dyin' slow, folks around you cryin tryin everything

But it feels like there ain’t no hope

And so I write this song before you die

Cause music can not bring you back no matter how we try

And you know you ain’t right

Your son’s mothers already gone now your on life Matthew

I say it cause it’s true I wanna wake you

Human I wanna shake you so you can make a breakthrough and fix it

I dont understand what the risk is

I love you man handle your business

(Hook)