Brainchild

Some of the things a cowboy do
To make you howl out at the moon and blush
I think you better look around
There's a genius in every town
Keep your ear down to the grown
No mothers son will ever forget itBrainchild, you stole away my life for a while
Stole away my life
Stole away my time
Stole away, you're a thief with styleYour unfaithful servant's calling you
In and out of your blind spot out of view
I think you're better turn a leaf
The poet is the only thief
What Patti says Patti does
No mothers son will let you forget it brainchildStyle, meticulous and gaunt
Style, articulate
Style, preoccupation