Ask your mommy and daddy, “What happened to the Indian?”
Ask your mommy and daddy to tell you where you really came from
Then mommy and daddy will probably quickly turn and walk away
Then ask your mommy and daddy who really killed J.F.K.
Wa ta ticka ta too-too
Wa ta ticka ta too-too
Wa ta ticka ta too-too
Wa ta ticka ta too-too
Wa ta ticka ta
Ask your mommy if she really gets off on all her pills
Ask your daddy, “Why doesn’t that soldier care who he kills?”
After they’ve put you to sleep and tucked you safely down in your bed
Whisper, “Mommy and daddy, would it matter if the bullet went through my head?”
If it was my blood spilling on the kitchen floor
If it was my blood, mommy, would you care a little more?
Don’t be surprised when they turn and start to cry
And tell your mommy and daddy
Tell your mommy and daddy
Scream it to your mommy and daddy
They’re living in a lie, lie, lie
It’s all a lie, it’s all a lie, lie, lie
It’s all, it’s all, it’s all
Lie, lie, lie
It’s all, it’s all, it’s all
Lie, lie, lie…
Ask your mommy and daddy to tell you where you really came from
Then mommy and daddy will probably quickly turn and walk away
Then ask your mommy and daddy who really killed J.F.K.
Wa ta ticka ta too-too
Wa ta ticka ta too-too
Wa ta ticka ta too-too
Wa ta ticka ta too-too
Wa ta ticka ta
Ask your mommy if she really gets off on all her pills
Ask your daddy, “Why doesn’t that soldier care who he kills?”
After they’ve put you to sleep and tucked you safely down in your bed
Whisper, “Mommy and daddy, would it matter if the bullet went through my head?”
If it was my blood spilling on the kitchen floor
If it was my blood, mommy, would you care a little more?
Don’t be surprised when they turn and start to cry
And tell your mommy and daddy
Tell your mommy and daddy
Scream it to your mommy and daddy
They’re living in a lie, lie, lie
It’s all a lie, it’s all a lie, lie, lie
It’s all, it’s all, it’s all
Lie, lie, lie
It’s all, it’s all, it’s all
Lie, lie, lie…
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A Monkees song written by Micky Dolenz in 1969.
This song’s lyrics had to be changed or the song would have been deemed explicit and banned from radios.
The last verse is in reference to the Vietnam War, which was ongoing at the time the song was written. The song was written in protest of the war, asking if people would care if they knew the people who died, and putting into question the morality of the people who allowed these killings to occur.