I'm the water, consuming all my kind, destined for alteration And Momma ain't lying for her daughter I know on mother earth I see the weather So I'm not gonna cover up the freckles on my faces I covered all the bases Follow me to my bed 'Cause every time you fall, I'll be holdin' your head up And when will you get tired of feeling bad? And every time you fall, fall on me Follow me to my bed 'Cause every time you fall, I'll be holdin' your head up And when will you get tired of feeling bad? And every time you fall, fall on me He's so hollow My baby, made him blind until he wasted fate So I'm left behind until he curse my sorrow But I know on mother earth I see the weather So I won't let you burden in all my safest places I, I covered all the bases Follow me to my bed 'Cause every time you fall, I'll be holdin' your head up And when will you get tired of feeling bad? And every time you fall, fall on me Follow me to my bed 'Cause every time you fall, I'll be holdin' your head up And when will you get tired of feeling bad? And every time you fall, fall on me

Now that the sun have vowed is light And bid the world good night; To the soft bed my body I dispose, But where were shall my soul repose? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? She's the anti-mother, mommy is that you? She's the anti-mother, mother, mother is that you? It's Myra Hindley on the cover, Your very own sweet anti-mother. There she is on the pages of The Star, Ain't that just the place you wish you were? Let her rot in hell is what you said, Let her rot, let her starve, you'd see her dead. Let her out but don't forget to tell you where she is, The chance to screw her is a chance you wouldn't miss. Let her suffer, give her pain is the verdict you gave, You just can't wait to piss on her grave. You pretend that you're horrified, make out that you care, But really you wish that you had been there. You say you can't bear the thought of what she did, But you'd do it to her, you'd see her dead. Tell me, what is the difference between her and you? You say that you would kill her, well, what else would you do? Don't you see that violence has no end? Isn't limited by rules? Don't you see as angels preaching you're nothing but the fools? Fools step in, where angels fear to tread, You see, to kill others is the ethic of the dead. She's the anti-mother, mommy is that you? She's the anti-mother, mother, mother is that you? That single mug shot from the past Ensures your fantasy can last and last. It gives you the chance to air your hate Because she got there first, you were too late. Hindleys' crime was to do what others think, Took her anger and her prejudice and pushed it to the brink. Then you goodly christian people, with your sickly mask of love, Would tear that woman limb from limb, you'd never get enough. So you keep the story alive, So you can make yourselves believe, That you are so much better than her. But you aren't, that's YOUR GUILT laying there. She's the anti-mother, mommy is that you? She's the anti-mother, mother, mother is that you? She's the anti-mother, mommy is that you? She's the anti-mother, mother, mother is that you? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother?

You may not have me all the time You may never go my way Mother earth is laying for you Cuz of all the debts you got to pay Don't care how great you are Don't care what you worth When it all ends up you got to Go back to mother earth You may own a half a city Even diamonds and pearls You may buy that plane baby And fly all over this world Don't care how rich you are Don't care what you worth When it all ends up you got to Go back to mother earth You may play race horses You may own that race track You may have enough money baby To buy anything you like Don't care how great you are Don't care what you worth When it all ends up you got to Go back to mother earth