She lies in bed out of her head sucking a cigarette   Closing her eyes she really tries to make believe she's dead   But she's not   She's not    In the next tomb her old man's room it's another night   He slips away on cathode ray into the TV light   Yea it's on   But he's gone       We live on South Hampton Avenue   We'll leave the welcome light on for you   Now that you think you know who we are   How do you like us so far       Right down the stairs my mom is there under the mushroom cloud   Sometimes she sits sometimes she knits sometimes she talks out loud   To herself   She's allowed       Hanging on the wall up and down the hall pictures of family   My brother Dave is on display for all the world to see   Now he's gone   He moved on         We live on South Hampton Avenue   I've got a feelin' that so do you...