The way the street looked Dim and polluted So have i felt when i walked upon The way the air seemed Grey fog diluted So do i feel when i'm breathed upon Ominous head spoke You ain't so good Poorly the sow joked Trashed and words muttered I want to be mothered I want you to give Attention to my belly button Mother I want to have Boddy pins stuck in my ears
And drown away the endless days Ridding soon the troubled ways
Embedded down with a warm frown In a wrong and impure dream Anchored down with a mermaid In sound halcyon sea Lure me in her salt Liquid canyon far beneath My mother savior With her goddess touch Brushes hands through my hair