Earth Mother
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He was just a lad of 15 years
Who barely fit his britches
Like the David Whittington
Who dreamt of fame and riches
His teachers took him to one side
And promised him the earth
When all he really wanted
Was a taste of wine and earth
They said attend our university
Accept responsibility
Chant our mantra of morality
Till your throat is sore
Feast of loving Mr. Chike
Could not suppress his appetite
Please Sir, I want some more and more
Christianity was apparent as a fallacy
Devil take your father, son and each holy ghost
The ones who have the answers
Are they who fight with dancers
Of mother, the son and the furious host
I'll give the whole nation
A sound education
Welcome to the school of hard knocks
Where the ones who know the answers
Are they men take their chances
Or a small cat into an ocean
Full of unknown terrors
There's nothing much to smile at
In this comedy of errors
Streets are really paved with gold
And banks will turn to riches
In this catalogue of disasters
The models were all bitches
Christ on every corner
For a coin he'll save your soul
It's hard to be enlightened
While you're queuing for your dole
When I think of all the shallow lies
They fed me in the past
There's one thing that I must admit
They've taught me and it's how to laugh
Christianity is nothing but a fallacy
Devil take your father, son and each holy ghost
The ones who have the answers
Are they who fight with dancers
Of mother, the son and the furious host
This one's for the teachers
Who want to be preachers
Will God keep you warm when you're cold
You put your breath by malnutrition
Succumb to your diet of superstition
Yes, the ones who have the answers
Are mother, the son and the furious host