• Mother, where are you today?
    You took a piece of me the day you went away
    No recollection, nor the smelll of your perfume
    I took a piece of you the day I left the womb

    Brother, put your needles down
    The best thing for you is to leave this awful town
    Pretty soon you'll have kids to feed
    If you see mother tell her I can sing!

    Please don't worry I am doing fine
    You're much to busy to even find the time
    So use your chemicals and take this to your grave
    The boys you left are men you didn't raise

    And daddy, how are you today?
    You must be proud of the boys that you have raised.
    Your withered heart and everything it's seen
    You guts and callises, you had kids to feed
    You had kids to feed

    Please don't worry I am doing fine
    You're much to busy to even find the time
    So use your chemicals and take this to your grave
    The boys you left are men you didn't raise