Mother
Why are we so rude to our mother
We looked so sweet before we grew
But the selfishness of all our brothers
Make our sisters cry tears of blue
I know you don't have all the answers
(What are the answers)
But I need to know if this is true
(Is this true)
It really feels like we're the cancer
(Are we the cancer)
That's growing deep inside of you
Rape our mother
In front of us you make her dance
Tape over the mouth of our sister
Show her what it means to be a man
Why are we so cruel to our mother
When she gave us everything we need
But we kicked her down and sparked a fire
Now the house is burning down like trees
I know you don't have all the answers
(What are the answers)
But I need to know if this is true
(Is this true)
It really feels like we're the cancer
(Are we the cancer)
That's growing deep inside of you
Rape our mother
In front of us you make her dance
Tape over the mouth of our sister
Show her what it means to be a man
Rape our mother
You filthy pig you bastard you
When God is a man with a white beard
Come Sunday the service will wash you new
This land is your land
This land is my land
From California to Boston Harbor
From Minnesota to South Caroline
This landfill was made by you and me
We looked so sweet before we grew
But the selfishness of all our brothers
Make our sisters cry tears of blue
I know you don't have all the answers
(What are the answers)
But I need to know if this is true
(Is this true)
It really feels like we're the cancer
(Are we the cancer)
That's growing deep inside of you
Rape our mother
In front of us you make her dance
Tape over the mouth of our sister
Show her what it means to be a man
Why are we so cruel to our mother
When she gave us everything we need
But we kicked her down and sparked a fire
Now the house is burning down like trees
I know you don't have all the answers
(What are the answers)
But I need to know if this is true
(Is this true)
It really feels like we're the cancer
(Are we the cancer)
That's growing deep inside of you
Rape our mother
In front of us you make her dance
Tape over the mouth of our sister
Show her what it means to be a man
Rape our mother
You filthy pig you bastard you
When God is a man with a white beard
Come Sunday the service will wash you new
This land is your land
This land is my land
From California to Boston Harbor
From Minnesota to South Caroline
This landfill was made by you and me
Credits
Writer(s): Maximilian Fagnant
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