Lyrics:
plate!
Nine and ten, let's play it again!
When will we get there, when, oh, when?
On Mother's Day, Mother's Day
We show our love on Mother's Day!
Patty
Why are we killing our mother
See the hills all clear-cut of trees
Why are we killing our mother
See our trash floating out in the sea
Our greedy
It's getting hotter now, Mother's angry
The ice is melting and the seas are high
It's one disaster after another
Mother's angry, Mother's angry
Water's
I am my mother's savage daughter
The one who runs barefoot
Cursing sharp stones
I am my mother's savage daughter
I will not cut my hair
I will
Motherless children have a hard time when mother is dead, lord
Motherless children have a hard time when mother is dead, lord
They don't have
Motherless children have a hard time when mother is dead, lord.
Motherless children have a hard time when mother is dead, lord.
They don't have
It's a mother's intuition to make a little space
It's her quiet mission to tidy up her place
A mother's intuition is like a kangaroo's
She hops
nothing even
The pit-bull's affiliated
Yeah, the trespasser's gettin' bust on
G shit even the coupe's got Chucks on
Yeah this is my mother fuckin' house
Well the telephone is ringing
Is that my mother on the phone?
Telephone is ringing
Is that my mother on the phone?
The telephone is screaming
We are in Nazareth within a few feet of
This place Jesus lived as a child
With his father Joseph the carpenter
And his mother Mary
In Jerusalem
kept all of her pain locked away
Oh mother, we're stronger
From all of the tears you have shed
Oh mother, don't look back
'Cause he'll never hurt
kept all of her pain locked away
Oh mother, we're stronger
From all of the tears you have shed
Oh mother, don't look back
'Cause he'll never hurt
Well the telephone is ringing
Is that my mother on the phone?
Telephone is ringing
Is that my mother on the phone?
The telephone is screaming
But she's a young thing and cannot leave her mother
Where does she live, Billy Boy, Billy Boy?
Oh, where does she live, Charming Billy?
She lives
We all were called to come back
To the old home on the farm
Mother's passed away, what a mournful day
And as my daddy watched
His eyes were filled
the blood again
You can’t get enough
My mother made me
My mother made me
My mother made me
My mother made me
Can you tell me
Mother maker
Why did ya make
NARRATOR
The poor girl's mother had died,
STEPMOTHER
You Cinderella, you wish to go to the festival?
FLORINDA
What, you, Cinderella, the Festival?
Mother Mary
Mother Mary
Mother of kindness
Mother of truth
Mother of beauty
Mother of you
Oh, oh ola la
Oh, oh, oh la la la
Oh, oh ola la
Oh, oh,
She comes in cycles many times before
A sick and deathly child, a profiting whore
Twenty years of age and her mother was the one, one to blame
Hand
So glad you are mine, sweet mother sublime
Devoted and true, there's no one like you
And the smile on your face, fits perfectly in place
Your arms
It's Wayv
2022
Feel like a goat
First off, i'm a mother fucking
Goat man
This a yacht, go and ride your
Little boat man
This ain't close,
Well I'm too nice mother fuck
I'm losing my sleep cause I'm getting it
I want everything
You believe me
You belittle in me
Bitch I'm an alien
I want
Ok den mother fucka ok
Ok den mother fucka ok
Ok den mother fucka ok
Ok den mother fucka ok
Ok you playin mother fucker
I don't got much time I can't
My gun heavy way, you was banned away
Soon as you catch a couple hoes, use a man of faith
Snitching, you know how many mother fuckers got the head
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