i
was told as her fist came down
hell
is where i will be found
“god
couldn’t be here
so
he sent mothers
sing
praises to your mother
sing
praises to your mother
sing
praises to your mother
consequence
consequence
consequence
behave
behave
behave
the
rules will change every day
enacted
by my mood of the moment
it’s
your fault
if
you weren’t so stupid
you
would know
oh
god why have you burdened me
with
such a stupid son
but
i will bear my cross lord
because
i am such a good christian
spare
the rod spoil the child
spare
the rod spoil the child
spare
the rod spoil the child
can’t
have you running wild
oh
lord where have i failed?
WHACK!
(no mommy!)
it’s
your fault
WHACK!
(please mommy)
i’ve
sacrificed everything for you
WHACK!
(it hurts! it hurts!)
you
can’t do anything right
WHACK!
(i’m sorry mommy)
why
can’t you love me?
WHACK!
(i love you mommy)
awe,
come here
let
mommy touch you”
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