So you think you know how to wipe your own nose So you think you know how to button your clothes You udon't know shit If you hadn't already guessed You're just a bump on the log of life 'Cos Mother knows best She tells everybody she ws born in a ditch She backcombs her hair till she looks like a witch Wolves in her train, serpents suckle at her breast Don't forget to wsh behind your ears 'Cos Mother knows best O you lost your job, well ain't that a shame Got nobody but youself to blame You deserve everything you get for such carelessness And don't eat your peas off the knife O Mother knows best So your baby's hungry So your baby's sick Don't make babies, that'll do the trick Put another string of barbed wire in your little love nest It's better than a cardboard box Mother knows best She got a zombie army to serve her well She got a thousand bloodhounds from the gates of Hell She got a hundred black horses with sulphur and coal on their breath And she rides the unbelievers down Mother knows best She says, bring me your first-born I'll suck their blood Bring me your poor I can trample in the mud Bring me your visionaries I can puthout their eyes Bring me your scholars I'll have them all lobotomised Mother knows best
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