Lyrics Loudon Wainwright III

Loudon Wainwright III

What Are Families For?

Your mother's loose, your father's slim

She smothers you, you bother him

Passed back and forth between those two

Until they've had enough of you

Another bundle comes along

But by this time something's gone wrong

Awake all night deprived of sleep

It's overload they're in too deep then...

She forgets to take a pill

Overload is overkill

What... what are families for?

He's at the wheel, she's at his side

Three kids in back out for a ride

Looking at houses, autumn leaves

Keep hope alive, try to believe

They haven't made a huge mistake

And what seemed real in fact is fake

Kids can't sit still, 'are we there yet?'

He lights his seventh cigarette

'Almost,' she says, 'it won't be long

Look out the window, sing a song'

Singing what... what are families for?

You're the brother who is big

You were your parents' guinea pig

The first, the oldest and the best

Smarter, quicker than the rest

Your little sister's just a girl

So you can kick her from your world

You push your baby brother down

And grind his face into the ground

They do what you want them to

Because those two look up to you

What... what are families for?

Finally you leave the nest

Life was a quiz, now it's a test

You can't just live, a living's earned

So you use every trick you've learned

You cast off siblings, you make friends

Discover the receiving end

You swore you'd never be a dad

But that's what works, isn't that sad?

Young women want to mother you

You hate it but you want them to

What... what are families for?

All grown up, holding your own

You fend them off by telephone

You keep in touch, it's come to this

The furtive hug, suspicious kiss

Your sister's ensconced in your life

The archetype of an an ex-wife

For all that dirt he ate back then

Your brother figures you owe him now

Mom wants back all that Dad took

But Dad is dead, he's off the hook

What... what are families for?