Aimless, ain't got no where to go
All my thoughts have goneâ?¦
Ready?
Mother Mary had a son
Whose days were spent on having fun
And Monday he got a letter: â??you could make yourself feel betterâ??
Mother Mary had a man who healed with healing hands
Millions of boys lay dead
Mother Mary had a baby but he had his he'd never tasted
He hunted all [Em]the others then he hunted all [Em]his brothers
Mother Mary had a man who healed with healing hands
Millions of boys stay dead
Go-Go-Golden Boys
You've got [Fm7]your war toys
Looking stɾaight on
And with your eyes of blue
I will ɾemember you
One for [Dm7]me, one for [Dm7]you
Mother Mary baby, ɾock and [Bm]ɾoll
Rock and [Bm]ɾoll, you [A7know I only want you [A7for [Dm7]your ɾock and [Bm]ɾoll Mother Mary
Mother Mary had a man who healed with pleasing hands
Millions of boys stay dead
Go-Go-Golden Boys
You've got [Fm7]your war toys
Looking stɾaight on
And with your eyes of blue
We'll do the old one two
One for [Dm7]me, one for [Dm7]you
1, 2, 3, GO!
Brother mother baby you're flipped out
You're over influenced
One day you [A7will feel it
You'll make yourself feel better
Mother Mary had a man who healed with healing hands
Millions of boys stay dead
Millions of boys stay dead
Millions of boys stay dead
