I used to be son of a bitch But my mother's quit working She said she couldn't get a lover
But they won't love you more 'cause now you make it for free She went home and never let me come in The winter is longer outside There was a spider in the basement There I learnt to see what I just wanna see
And in the middle of the night I join my hands, no matter why And in the middle of the night You may see me giving birth You may see me giving birth
My babies were all born dead 'Cause I have made them all alone But I have given each on a grave Behind a seesaw, in front of a cherry tree
And in the middle of the night I join my hands, no matter why And in the middle of the night You may see me giving birth You may see me giving birth