Lookin' for to save my, save my soul
Lookin' in the places where no flowers grow.
Lookin' for to fill that God-shaped hole
Mother, mother-suckin' rock an'roll.
Holy dunc, space junk comin' in for the splash
White dopes on punk staring into the flash.
Lookin' for the baby Jesus under the trash
Mother, mother-suckin' rock an' roll.
Mother. (scat singing)
Mother, am I still your son?
You know I've waited for so long
To hear you say so.
Mother, you left and made me someone.
Now I'm still a child, but...
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