There Cum Ma Lat-Ta Le Ma Lot Tad a Ta Laaint No Buses Or Trains That Go Up Into Heaven

Cum ma lat-ta Le ma lot tad a ta la Cum ma lat-ta Le ma lot tad a ta la Cum ma lat-ta Le ma lot tad a ta la I’ve been a sinner now straight out of the birth canal; Simple evil from my parents bows; Rejected, conflicted hopelessly convicted; Just some flesh running wild; I wanna be found not lost, don’t wanna be lost and found; It’s to close for comfort; Don’t wanna miss out on this bus; My fare been paid in full; I don’t wanna be late, got my bags packed;’ Cum ma lat-ta Le ma lot tad a ta la Cum ma lat-ta Le ma lot tad a ta la Cum ma lat-ta Le ma lot tad a ta la Rejected, conflicted hopelessly convicted; Just some flesh running wild; I wanna be found not lost, don’t wanna be lost and found; There ain’t no buses or trains that go up into heaven? 6/24/18 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2018