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Mother's Finest/Another Mother Further/Mother Factor/Live (Mother's Finest) · A Very Rare Evening [Jazz Maniacs] (Nina Simone) · Metal Maniacs Presents...Deranged (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Science Maniacs (Science Maniacs) · Beware of the Maniacs (The Dodos) · War War War: Live (Country Joe McDonald) · War: Songs from the War Years, 1941-1945/Music from the War Movies (Hutchinson, Hutch) · War War War: Live (Country Joe McDonald) · War War War: Live (Country Joe McDonald) · The Very Best of Mother's Finest: Not Yer Mother's Funk (Mother's Finest) – and 90 other albums »


Music by 10,000 Maniacs - Lyrics by Mary Ramsey
Shards of glass cut through my gaze
Broken streamers hanging at my legs
Drunk and giddy full
She borders the pavement 
Flanks avenues 
The parades pass 
White glove attended by 

My mother the war 

She'll raise a shaft 
Lift a banner
mother, down by the riverside
Down by the riverside, down by the riverside
Gonna meet my dear mother, down by the riverside
Ain't a-gonna study war no
In an upstairs room in Blackpool
By the side of a northern sea
The army had my father
And my mother was having me
Military madness was killing my
Bearer of the black standard of war

When abyss winds return

Mountains smashed, crumble down
Bring to boil a sickly sea
Dance in the ashes of my
In an upstairs room in Blackpool
By the side of a northern sea
The army had my father
And my mother was having me
Military madness was killing my
In an upstairs room in Blackpool
By the side of a northern sea
The army had my father
And my mother was having me

Military Madness was killing
that fry
I be ebbin when I'm high 
So I say 'fuck' and just let bullets fly
Like I said before, Scarface is my identity
A homicidal maniac with sucidal
Born from the fire clean, crawling in the dirt like war
5 years, my mother gave a voice for war. 
10, I was dead, born again with eyes for war
By
In an upstairs room in Blackpool
By the side of a northern sea
The army had my father
And my mother was having me

Military Madness was killing
Evil warrior
Fight till death
Sons of war
Kill with wrath
Born in a village
He's learn to fight
Grew up with strength
His pleasure is to kill
study, no, no, no, no
Study, study war no more

I'm going to meet my loving mother down by the riverside
Down by the riverside, down by the riverside
on Saint Mark's place

Hell, I'd double-cross my mother if it was whiskey that they paid
And so an early bird says Nightstick's on the hit parade
And he
forehead
What up
Get up
Sit up
You get lit up
A knife in his neck made a polar bear spit up
A 9, a uzi is my only utensils
Inside his chest they found 10,000
Yankee hearted
When the Spanish War was started
He slipped upon his uniform
And hopped up on a pony
My mother's mother was a Yankee true
My father's
suspicious
Soon fear grees to hate
We'll have each other by the throat
When forced to integrate
Mothers watch their children die
And each other hand
Cain
Born into peace
Born into ignorance
My family gave me strength
Bonding my brothers 
And the war was her enemy
Shed her mother's tears
Broke her
that's where my heart wanna be
It's like I'm about to die just to get with you
Feel like you're putting me through World War II
Got my soldier suit and my
around my heart
You comfort me and you walked me through the dark
I'll always love you for the things that you've given me
To be loved by you is
Words and music by bob seger


I was born at the break of dawning

In the last days of the last great war

My father was not in the fighting

And my
Yeah, we goin' platinum nigga, Platinum
Yeah, you got the Live Squad in this motherfucker
We got my nigga Treach from Naughty by Nature in this
make a wrong move and I'ma bust em
I'm sleepin on the floor with my nines by the door
War ain't fair, it's war
Front line, muthafucka

[ Mos Def ]
You
Detroit to D.C. night train, Capitol, parts East. 
Lone young man takes a seat. 
And by the rhythm of the rails, 
Reading all his mother's mail
War II 
Got my soldier suit and my Timberland boots 
Girl I'm down for whatever cause my love is true 
(So I tell her) I'm at war with the love of my
erupting from the ground
The gates of hell are shattered wide, by evilectric sounds

Demolition organised by penetrating rage
Close your eyes and lock