Mother's Sick - Horse Feathers

Mother’s sick.

She’s gone mad

A daughter’s tricked, she’s been had

Life just don’t always fold up neat

Sadness will come in different sheets

As blue eyes state, on your father’s face

Hides some grace

All those years your youth has stole

How your wife and your body

Has taken toll, toll, toll

Grab your mother, bring her ears

Tell her things she’ll never hear

Like how her bark, it has come

Before her bite, bite, bite

Mother’s sick.

She’s gone mad

A daughter’s tricked, she’s been had

Life just don’t always fold up neat

Sadness will come in different sheets

As blue eyes state, on your father’s face

Hides some grace

All those years your youth has stole

How your wife and your body

Has taken toll, toll, toll

Grab your mother, bring her ears

Tell her things she’ll never hear

Like how her bark, it has calmed

Before her bite, bite, bite

We’re beat, beat, beat asleep on feet

Goodnight, night, night let’s calm this fight