Mother

If it's all the same to you
I'll take a moment to reconsider
Like I'm aiming this at you
It's like the story isn't so much bigger
I'm fighting but it's so hard to get through to you
I'm limping in the middle
Silence getting louder, empty clues
It's such a -ing riddle

Cry, maybe you cry, and
I've heard it all before
Cry, cry like you can't go
Lie, maybe you lie, and
You dig it up some more
And I'm trying to ignore
You

Is life so crazy you even find it hard to
Think?
Those bruises maybe, they settle underneath the
Pink
Of the skin you try to cover with love and the rest
Keep on smiling through the mud
You must look your best

Shame you play
Such a tired game
While I'm wasting in the same
The same

Same, same, same, same, same, same
Same, same, same, same old same
Same, same, same, same, same, same
Same, same, same, same old same

Cry, maybe you cry, and
I've heard it all before
You cry, cry like you can't go
Lie, maybe you lie, and
You dig it up some more
And I'm trying to ignore
You

Cry, maybe you cry, and
I've heard it all before
You cry, cry like you can't go
Lie, maybe you lie, and
You dig it up some more
And I'm trying to ignore you
I'm trying to ignore you

Same, same, same, same old same
Same, same, same, same old same



Credits
Writer(s): Neil James Innes
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