Mother, where are you today? You took a piece of me the day you went away No recollection or the smell of your perfume I took a piece of you the day I left the womb (The day I left the womb)
Brother, put your needles down The best thing for you is to leave this awful town Pretty soon you'll have kids to feed If you see mother, tell her I can sing
Please don't worry I am doing fine You're much too busy to even find the time So use your chemicals and take this to your grave The boys you left are men you didn't raise
And daddy, how are you today? You must be proud of the boys that you have raised Your withered heart, and everything its seen Your cuts and calluses; you had kids to feed (You had kids to feed)
Please don't worry I am doing fine You're much too busy to even find the time So use your chemicals and take this to your grave The boys you left are men you didn't raise