Fuckin' Mother Lyrics

Your sexual experience is limited

The condition you are in is inhibited

Don't you think it's all in your control

Do you know what you want

Or do what you're told?



I'm not your fucking mother

I'm not your fucking whore

I'm not your baby sister

or the girl next door

you can roll your eyes to heaven

for a virgin to adore

But there's someone right beside you

who could ask for more

But you eye each other up

for a fight or a fuck



I'm not a fucking image

created by your stare

it's no good looking up to me

to tell you what to wear

I've got no fucking answers

and I don't fucking care

But I do hear you asking

And I do believe you care

As you eye each other up

for a fight or a fuck



Your sexual experience is limited

The condition you are in is inhibited

Don't you think it's all in your control

Do you know what you want

Or do what you're told?

I'm not a pretty package

to titillate your prick

Stuff the revolution, boys,

if your insults make me sick

You've had your final warning

cos we've all run out of time

Better get a lead-lined jockstrap

of the very best design

As you eye each other up

For a fight or a fuck



Your penis is your burden

your torment and your shame

I'm not another wanking pot

to feed your bigboy game

You've had your final warning

cos we've all run out of time

Better get a lead-lined jockstrap

of the very best design

As you eye each other up

For a fight or a fuck

Your sexual experience is limited

The condition you are in is inhibited

Don't you think it's all in your control

Do you know what you want

Or do what you're told?