Swingin' Utters Mother of the mad Lyrics:
now you can't help feelin' your the mother of the
mad while market street's reelin in memory of the
dead and capp street's greeting the tourists with
good head you got your fix with the tricks that
put you on your death bed life moves along and the
trains are backing up and accidents will happen
you can bet you're on then-judah put your pills in
your coffee and liven up your cup cuz the mother
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of the mad needs the stimulant to love mother of
the mad, sister of the sad brother of the bad and
it's the only father you will ever have i was lost
for words and the screams were curious i was giddy
for the girls who found me hideous wishing for a
world that would spin less furious because the
money and time spent has become too obvious the
lesson and the leash the leader and the led smith
and wesson teach the bleeder to be bled reasons
out of reach feeders overfed if you catch the
mumbled speech the jargon's overhead
Lyrics: Mother of the mad, Swingin' Utters [end]