A True Story - Hey Hey My My

I was eleven

In 1987

I had a pretty good nature

Based on religion

And some good 'ole literature

As my life went on and on

I was no longer a good son

Nothing they don’t go so wrong

My mother and I don’t get along

Get along, get along

When I was eleven

I believed in heaven

I believed in heaven

I would pray for hours

My religion teacher

There’s no need to lecture me

He told me I was a failure

Cause I spent too much time

Playing games on my computer

When I was eleven

And my number two heaven

No…

As my life went on and on

I was no longer a good son

Nothing they don’t go so wrong

My father and I don’t get along

Get along, get along

No…

As my life went on and on

I was no longer a good son

Nothing they don’t go so wrong

My mother and I don’t get along

Get along, get along

Get along, get along

Get along, get along

Get along, get along