Whatchya cooking, Mammy Baby?
All the little kids are hungry
Tiny tables empty, bigger tables overrun
Whatchya thinking, Mammy Baby?
The grown-up table's ********** crazy
Overfed and lazy, won't shut up until they've won
Every seat in here's a throne,
Every word that's spoke; a law
The news is bought, the jury cloned
Stick'em with a mortal loan
No imagination of their own
Whatchya thinking, Mammy Baby?
Daddy's sneaking in a blazing,
Auntie's wasted early,
This house is like a smoking gun
Don't you mind him, Mammy Baby,
Johan's a racist, anti-lady
Pass the biscuits 'cause I'm gravy
Don't give a ***** what he wants
Cause you can't water me down.....
credits
from tʌs kər,
released March 24, 2014
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