By: Steve McCarty



Ooh, mama

Well look what's been done

You can only see the stars

After a setting sun



You run for the money

You don't even know about wild mountain honey



Come on mama

Heal this lonesome man

Grow the tree of wholeness

In this desert land



Come on children

Now learn how to run

By heaven, the stars, the moon and the sun



Come on papa

Your end is the means

Don't trade your love and goodness

For the golden machine



You run for the money

You don't even know about wild mountain honey