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THE GENERATION SONG (Oh Ma)
Words by Terry Hall and music by Arlo Guthrie

Mom’s just a throwback to the sixties generation
All that stuff like peace and love
Just giving me aggravation
Ain’t got no use for transcendental meditation

Oh Ma, your universal love is such a drag
Oh Ma, your universal love is such a drag

Ma said dad he might have been a Virgo
Or a head shop owner, or two freaks from San Francisco
Or a washed out surfer, with his body golden tanned
Or the lead singer in a psychedelic band

Oh Ma, your universal love is such a drag
Oh Ma, your universal love is such a drag

Feeding me granola and other flaky stuff
You told me meat was hostile, but I just can’t get enough
Being vegetarian just ain’t quite my scene
There’s just so much that you can do with a soy bean

Oh Ma, your universal love is such a drag
Oh Ma, your universal love is such a drag

Now mom keeps telling me about her days at Woodstock
Half a million space-balls, all of them with their feet stuck
Freaking out on acid, and what Bob Dylan said
I think she’s trying to turn me into Joan Baez

Oh Ma, your universal love is such a drag
Oh Ma, your universal love is such a drag

(When Melanie performs this song she ends it with a medley of:
‘Whiter Shade of Pale’
‘Like a Rolling Stone’
&
‘Stairway To Heaven’)