You're Mom (live at the Haus)

I was feeling lonely
Then I met your mom
She gave me her number
So I sent her a pick
Blah blah blah bleh bleh bleh bleh
Blah blah blah ha
Bleh blah blah blah blah
Blah blah blah
I crept along with a plot
To you mom's house
When she slept, then I knew
I would slip in her blouse

Her raging screams woke her man
He called the police
I just laughed in his face
And he broke my neck
Blah blah blah blah blah
His name was Elf
He broke us out of our cell
So we could fuck your mom
Bleh bleh bleh blah blah blah bleh
Bleh blah blah
Then some old hobo in the trash
Joined in the fun

It turns out
Your mom has AIDS
I regret
What I've done
I should have
Worn a glove
So heed my words
Be safe when you rape



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Writer(s): Connor Hunt
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