By dean friedman
I never told you but it's time you learned the truth about your mom
She was working for the soviets when they stole the atomic bomb
And you were born in a bomb bay in bombay when they turned the search lights on
So
Don't mourn
Don't cry
All god's children have a right to die
And she did more living than the next guy
I know some things are hard to hear but I'll say them anyway
Your real father was a bombardier for the good old usa
And your momma was passing secrets to the underground when they stole your pa away
So
Don't mourn
Don't cry
All god's children have a right to die
And she did more living than the next guy
It all sounds crazy
But I swear it's true
Just ask your aunt louise
You know your momma was a lot like you and she lived her life for peace
So
Don't be sorry for what you didn't do
Just thank God for her release
Don't mourn
Don't cry
All god's children have a right to die
And she did more living than the next guy