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Oh Mom
words by Terry Hall music by Arlo Guthrie

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From: Endre Laanke  (elaanke@online.no)
Date: Tue, 3 Aug 1999 00:11:33 +0200 (MET DST)


Intro: C G/B Am G/B
       C G/B Am G/B

C            G/B
Mom's just a throw-back
       Am          G   
To the sixties generation
C                  G/B       
All that junk like peace and love
Am              G/B    (C)
Is just an aggravation
F            C                Dm
Ain't got no use for transcendental meditation
C   G/B     Am  Am/G  F       F/G    C      G/B   Am   G/B   C
Mom, you're universal love is such a drag

*Well Mom said Dad
He might've been a Virgo
Or a head shop owner
Or two freaks from San Francisco
A washed out surfer with his body golden tanned
Or some lead singer in a psychedelic band

C              G/B
Feeding me granola
    Am           G
And other flakey stuff
C                    G/B
You told me meat was hostile
      Am              G/B   (C)
But I just can't get enough
F         C/E    Dm     
Being vegetarian just ain't quite my scene
             C/E             F       F/G   
There's only so much you can do with soy beans
C   G/B    Am   Am/G  F      F/G     C   G/B  Am  G/B 
Mom,  your universal love is such a drag

C         G/B
Mom keeps telling me
Am                G
About her days at Woodstock
C              G/B
Half a million space-balls
    Am                     G/B        (C)
And all of them with their feet stuck
F               C/E      Dm
Freaking out on acid and what Bob Dylan says
              C/E               F         F/G
I think she's tryin' to turn me into Joan Baez

Am
Oh Mom can't you tell me where your head's at
Em
I'm sick to death of hearing about

Where you saw the Grateful Deads at
Am
Oh Mom, don't you know this is the eighties?
Dm      C/E         F                F/G
Oh Mom, can't you relate to what the date is?


Mom's just a throw-back
To the sixties generation
All that junk like peace and love
Is just an aggravation
Ain't got no use for transcendental meditation
Mom, your universal love is such a drag


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