Lyrics Elliott Smith

Elliott Smith

Wouldn't Mama Be Proud

The question is: wouldn't mama be proud?

There's a silver lining in the corporate cloud

And the pretty post that you're taking as an NCO

Of the Great Pretender

I should sure think so

Wouldn't mama be proud?

"Can I take your order?" asked the heavenly host

Ticket to the jet stream, blowing coast to coast

The long-stemmed glasses, a movie, and a pleasant dream in midair

"You gotta tell me quickly, 'cos we're almost there"

Wouldn't mama be proud?

Pointed out of the window at the sky gone black

"Kid, you're on the right track"

If I send you postcards from the side of the road

Photographs of moving parts about to implode

If I crawl to keep it together like you say you know I can do

To transmit the moment from me to you

Wouldn't mama be proud?

Wouldn't mama be proud?

Wouldn't mama be proud?