Track byElvis Costello & The Attractions
Mother, Father, I'm here in the zoo I can't come home 'cause I've grown up too soon I got my sentence I got my command They said they'd make me major if I met all their demands I could be a corp'ral into corp'ral punishment Or the gen'ral manager of a large establishment They pat some good boys on the back and put some to the rod But I never thought they'd put me in the Goon squad They've come to look you over and they're giving you the eye Goon squad They want you to come out to play You'd better say goodbye Some grow just like their dads And some grow up too tall Some go drinking with the lads Some don't grow up at all And you must find the proper place For everything you see But you'll never get to make a lampshade out of me I could join a chain of males or be the missing (a) link Looking for a lucky girl to put me in the pink They pat some good boys on the back and put some to the rod But I never thought they'd put me in the Good squad .... Mother, Father, I'm doing so well I'm making such progress now that you can hardly tell I fit in a little dedication With one eye on the clock They caught you under medication You could be in for a shock Thinking up the alibis that ev'ryone's forgotten Just another mummy's boy gone to rotten They pat some good boys on the back and put some to the rod But I never thought they'd put me in the Goon squad....