Bad Mother (1996)
Fourth single from the Infernal Love album, released by A&M Records in Belgium.
CD-single
- Bad Mother (4:18)
- Disgracelands (Acoustic) (3:51)
- Diane (Acoustic) (3:51)
- Opal Mantra (Acoustic) (2:40)
Bad Mother [ < top ]
It's a beautiful day, but I don't see it that way
The sky's too bright for my tired eyes to take
And I wish I was home, I'm edgy, cramped and cold
Trying to keep down the things that you keep wanting to throw up
You only mean it, 'cos you look like Jesus
You really mean it, when you look like Jesus
In your retirement home, watching you wanting to die
This thing has sucked all the dignity from your life
And this used to be fun, this used to be what you want
Now its just the same as everything, you run away
You only mean it, if you look like Jesus
You really mean it, 'cos you look like Jesus
The vicious vulgar colours clash, like the twelfth day of July
Left abandoned in a field, endless wailing scaring me
I could see beyond the field, being left alone in lonely summer
I am stuck out here, waiting for you to take me home
You only mean it, if you look like Jesus
You only mean it, if you look like Jesus
You only mean it, 'cos you look like Jesus
You only mean it, 'cos you look like Jesus
(I'm falling, I'm falling)
You only mean it, 'cos you look like Jesus
You really mean it, 'cos you look like Jesus
You only mean it, 'cos you look like Jesus
You really mean it, you really mean it, 'cos you look like Jesus
You really mean it (I'm falling)
You really mean it (I'm falling)
You really mean it (I'm falling)
You really mean it (I'm falling)
You really mean it (I'm falling)
You really mean it (I'm falling)
You really mean it (I'm falling)
You really mean it (I'm falling)
You really mean it (I'm falling)
You really mean it (I'm falling)
You really mean it (I'm falling)
You really mean it (I'm falling)
You really mean it
You really mean it
You really mean it
Disgracelands (Acoustic) [ < top ]
Fuck Columbus, he was lost, Mickey Mouse needs speed
Uncle Sam spoon fed on crack, ET loves LSD
Diet-Coke head Barbie dreams of sex and God in jeans
With friendly-fire Arnie pumps PR for the media war machine
Forget Columbus, lost your culture
Forget Columbus, lost your culture
Every dollar, family moral, in Cosby we trust
Sesame Street, kids with toys bought from Guns 'R' Us
Have a nice day in hell today, white hot concrete screams
Reality is living your life to fulfil your dreams
Forget Columbus, lost your culture
Forget Columbus, lost your culture
Forget Columbus, lost your culture
Forget Columbus, lost your culture
Forget Columbus (ET loves LSD), lost your culture (ET loves LSD)
Forget Columbus (ET loves LSD), lost your culture (ET loves LSD)
Forget Columbus (ET loves LSD), lost your culture (ET loves LSD)
Forget Columbus (ET loves LSD), lost your culture (ET loves LSD)
Diane (Acoustic) [ < top ]
Hey little girl, wanna go for a ride?
There's room and my wagon is parked right outside
We can cruise down Robert Street all night long
But I think I'll just rape you and kill you instead
Diane (Diane), Diane (Diane), Diane (Diane)
Diane (Diane), Diane (Diane), Diane (Diane)
I hear there's a party at Lake Cove
It'd be so much easier if I drove
We could check it out, we can go and see
Come on, take a ride with me
Diane (Diane), Diane (Diane), Diane (Diane)
Diane (Diane), Diane (Diane), Diane (Diane)
Lay down together for a while
I'll put all your clothes in a nice neat little pile
You're the cutest girl I've ever seen in my life
But it's over now and with my knife
Diane (Diane), Diane (Diane), Diane (Diane)
Diane (Diane), Diane (Diane), Diane (Diane)
Diane (Diane), Diane (Diane), Diane (Diane)
Diane (Diane), Diane (Diane), Diane (Diane)
Opal Mantra (Acoustic) [ < top ]
We sold our souls to the man
Maybe I'm in hell, maybe I'm alone
But I can deal with this, at least I feel at home
I never really cared about you, I never really got to thinking about you
I never really cared about you, I never really got to thinking about you
You just go get drunk, then you go mess up
Then come back to me, telling me you're clean
I never really cared about you, I never really got to thinking about you
I never really cared about you, I never really got to thinking about you
You are on your own, you are on your own
You'll never change your ways, you'll just die the same
I never really cared about you, I never really got to thinking about you
I never really cared about you, I never really got to thinking about you
I never really cared about you, I never really got to thinking about you
I never really cared about you, I never really got to thinking about you
And you know what I'm talking about