R. Stevie Moore
Where Do I Come From
Mommy? Mommy?

Where do I come from?
I don't know, one seems to
No one seems to know
(Mommy, mommy come here)

Where does my mother come from?
No one seems to know
One seems to know
(Mommy, mommy)

Son, when you came out
We knew we had a minor problem
On our hands
But son, we gave you special drugs
That would not let you panic
As you grew

What kind of secret do they know?
One seems to
No one seems to tell me
(Mommy, mommy come here)

Son, it’s all okay
There's nothing wrong with you at all
(I'm not sure!)
Son, when you were born
Your mom and I were forced
To sign an affidavit
For permission to release you
To the health authorities today
(Today?)
Today
(Okay!)
I am gonna be 11 years old today
I don’t wanna do nothin'
'Cept to go out and play
I don't feel like going
To the doctor's office again
I'm scared he's gonna give me
Another shot in the rear end
I don't wanna go back
Into a hospital room
I’m gonna grow up and
Be a healthy man soon
What’s wrong with me?
I know I feel okay
(Steve, Dr. Welby will see you now)

I don't wanna lay down
On a paper bed
I don’t want you putting
Your big hands on my head
I don't understand what
All the commotion's about
There's nothing wrong with me
Is there any doubt?

I don’t like you putting
All those things in my mouth
I don't understand what
All the commotion's about
Can i go home now?
I've got homework to do
Just tell my mommy
I am coming down with the flu
What's wrong with me?
(Keep him in bed
Give him this once every 4 hours)
Everybody thinks that
I am very ill
I don't really care
Just gimme another pill
Medication clinical survey in vial
I need it
Medication clinical survey in vial
I like it

All my little buddies
Come by and stare
They just can't believe
That's me lying there
Medication clinical survey in vial
I love it
Medication clinical survey in vial
I want it
I need it too

Everybody says something
To the effect
I will never recover
Damage done to my neck
But medication clinical survey in vial
I need it
Medication clinical survey in vial
I love it
But medication clinical survey in vial
I need it

What is gonna happen
When the tablets run out?
Is there any fever?
Is there still any doubt?
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I need it
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Are there any left?
It's empty!

Where am I going?
From where did I come?
I'm beginning to feel
Too relaxed, too numb
Medication clinical survey in vial...

I am sleepy
I need coffee
When can I stand up?
Mommy? mommy?
(That's OK Steve, everything is alright)
I am groggy
I am hurting
When can I stand up?

Here I go, I'm going to find
And so I'm really not dying
Like they said I would

I am running away from home
Now I can be left alone

Medication clinical survey in vial
Medication clinical survey in vial

Later on I'll call everybody
Tell my friends to tell everybody
I am well
My mind and body feel normal
But where do I come from?

Where do I come from?
I don't know, one seems to
No one seems to know
(Mommy, mommy come here)

Where does my mother come from?
No one seems to know
One seems to know
(Mommy, oh mommy)

Son, when you came out
We knew we had a minor problem
On our hands
But son, we gave you special drugs
That would not let you panic
As you grew

What kind of secret do they know?
One seems to
No one seems to tell me
(Mommy, mommy come here)

Son, it's all okay
There's nothing wrong with you at all
(I'm not sure!)
Son, when you were born
Your mom and I were forced
To sign an affidavit
For permission to release you
To the health authorities
TODAY