Helpless

Na na na na
Father collected ’50’s records
But he was racist
Mama grew with frank sinatra
Raised two hip-hop kids
Na na na na
Helpless

Our parents gave us television
And vanished in their cars
Teachers gave us bad religion
Stomach aches and scars
Na na na na
Helpless

I feel so much better
I was lost forever
I feel so much better now

I’ve been standing in the shadows
Years since you were born
Comic books and dirty looks
And protests on the lawn

I’ve been stranded on the freeway
And I’ve seen the Berlin wall
I’ve been trying to make connection
But I still don’t quite belong

Na na na na
Helpless
I feel so much better
I was lost forever
I feel so much better now

I’ve seen all your drama
Hope you like your karma
Back on wonderama now
Na na na na
Helpless