papa gonna make you proud
give the guys at the station
something to talk about
momma's gonna cry out loud
give the ladies at church
something to chirp about
brother gonna catch this cloud
the locker room boys'll
snap their towels around
and with the royalties
we'll live like royalty
buy an elephant and take it town
quiet our minds, stop roaming the streets
earn emerald eyes for our cardboard crowns
papa gonna make you proud
your little girl's gonna grow up
and find her place in the crowd
giving sound
we scrub the blood off the floors
when no one's around
the wind picks up
the sky breathes in
guard your feet
and plant your ground
hold up your wishes
to the blinding sun
a golden light
to match you gown
lord i'm gonna make you proud
give the stars in your heavens
something to blink about
lord, gonna catch this cloud
