Teksty: Brian May. Live At The Brixton Academy. Love Token.

(May)

Yeah - oh let me tell you now
Mama's in love, Papa's in love
It's such a shame they don't love each other - oh no
Oh Papa's in a jam, Mama's throwin' pans
The game's up - it's time to run for cover
Everybody's cryin' but they can't stop hopin'
Everybody's lookin' for the door that's open
Mama's makin heat to keep the old fire smokin'
Papa's hangin' on to his old love token
You got love but you ain't got style
You want your freedom but in a while
You're lost children but you know for sure
You gotta find out who your love is for
Oh baby life ain't what it used to be
You're tellin' me - not since you've been hangin' round here
Hey
Mama what you screamin' for actin' like a demon for
And hey mama quit wavin' them hands in the air
Don't talk to me that way
Well I don't see no reason to raise your voice to me
You put fat in the fire you got shit for brains
Well you don't give me comfort and a man's gotta get it somewhere
Well fuck you
Yeah well
Mama's hangin' on to every word that's spoken
But Papa's hangin' on to his old love token
That's what it is
Here it comes babe
Oh I don't wanna leave you Mama
Said I don't wanna leave you Papa
Long haired women gonna turn you to stone
You can't beat 'em - cos you need 'em
You gotta live - you gotta love
You're love token's gotta fit like a glove
Listen to the story 'bout the dream that's broken
You gotta keep a hold of your old love token
Oh I don't wanna leave you Mama (mama mama mama mama mama)
Oh I don't wanna leave you Papa (papa papa papa papa papa)
Oh I don't wanna leave
No I don't wanna leave
No I don't wanna leave
No I don't wanna leave you alone
But I'm gonna have to babe