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on the other hand, had no father, and his mother
I wish
Well, she was not quite beautiful
I wish my son were not a fool
I wish my house was not a mess
I
valley girl
Her mother was an Addington from over Copper Creek
Her father was of sturdy stock, she was royal but meek
Her laughter was infectious, her
'cause him is the all fun here maker
Shags man 'bout here
Me bawl
I know your mother, I know your father (Ooh do you hear me)
I know your sister, I
your real mother was a hooker,your real father couldn't get laid
your mother left you in a dumpster,you were adopted by two gays
[chorus:]
you look
'Cause I'm here to prove
I'm better than my father was
Where he came from too
Open the gates
I'm here to ride
To Hell I Go with daddy by my side
Her father was a failure, her mother was a comfort to a doctor
And lawyer and Indian chief, the shirt ran out of buttons
He lost all his marbles
is the father who clings to the
Child he is losing.
Mother too weary to question
The wisdom of youth.
There with your head in your handa
me."
Her father he came home from work
Sayin', "Where is my daughter, she seems so hurt"
He went upstairs to give her hope
An' he found her hangin' by
And laid within a manger
Upon this blessed morn
The which His Mother Mary
Did nothing take in scorn
(O tidings of comfort and joy)
(Comfort and joy o
on prehistory
They may not ever solve the mystery
But they'll go talk until eternity
When girls get together
And bring up father or brother or men of their lives
Now my mother she done told me and my, ha, father done told me
Grandfather told me too
Yeah, my mother she done told me and my father done told
to live by someone else's rule
And he went to confession
He went to confession
Holy Father, wash my sins away
He went to confession
He went
Now my mother she done told me and my, ha, father done told me
Grandfather told me too
Yeah, my mother she done told me and my father done told
Everybody knows that I'm the newsboy of the town
My father was a drunkard, sir, I've heard my mother say
And I am helping my mother, sir, as I journey on my
People take pictures of the Summer,
Just in case someone thought they had missed it,
And to proved that it really existed.
Fathers take
My father had a Randall knife
My mother gave it to him
When he went off to WWII
To save us all from ruin
If you've ever held a Randall knife
Then you
She got to her room, and tears splashed the picture
Of the new Messiah
She picked up the book of her father's life
And threw it on the fire
She
Whoah, the girl I love, she got long black wavy hair
I do declare!
The girl I love, yeah, she got long black wavy hair,
Ah yeah,
Her mother
power
Mother imagination
Mother hallucination
Mother respected
Mother consciousness
Mother community
Mother unity
Mother fathers and brothers
Mother soon
My history is no secret it's written in the stones
In the hill beside this river rest my mother's gentle bones
And daddy there beside her among his
Settle into your roots
Let them grow deep into the earth
Feel the earth as your mother
She's feeding you, holding you,
Caring for you, she's always
Everyone comes from one father, one mother
So why do we complicate our lives so much
By being at war with each other
Maybe I'm crazy but I don't
"I've always wished to be laid when I died
In a little churchyard on the green hillside
By my father's grave, there let me be
O bury me not on the lone
the chance to ever meet you
Therefore I did not know that I would grow to be
My mother's evil seed and do these evil deeds
Father, please forgive me for I
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