paroles de chanson Mother Earth - Crass
Now
that
the
sun
have
vowed
is
light
And
bid
the
world
good
night;
To
the
soft
bed
my
body
I
dispose,
But
where
were
shall
my
soul
repose?
Mother?
Mother?
Mother?
Mother?
Mother?
Mother?
Mother?
Mother?
Mother?
Mother?
Mother?
Mother?
Mother?
Mother?
Mother?
Mother?
Mother?
Mother?
Mother?
She's
the
anti-mother,
mommy
is
that
you?
She's
the
anti-mother,
mother,
mother
is
that
you?
It's
Myra
Hindley
on
the
cover,
Your
very
own
sweet
anti-mother.
There
she
is
on
the
pages
of
The
Star,
Ain't
that
just
the
place
you
wish
you
were?
Let
her
rot
in
hell
is
what
you
said,
Let
her
rot,
let
her
starve,
you'd
see
her
dead.
Let
her
out
but
don't
forget
to
tell
you
where
she
is,
The
chance
to
screw
her
is
a
chance
you
wouldn't
miss.
Let
her
suffer,
give
her
pain
is
the
verdict
you
gave,
You
just
can't
wait
to
piss
on
her
grave.
You
pretend
that
you're
horrified,
make
out
that
you
care,
But
really
you
wish
that
you
had
been
there.
You
say
you
can't
bear
the
thought
of
what
she
did,
But
you'd
do
it
to
her,
you'd
see
her
dead.
Tell
me,
what
is
the
difference
between
her
and
you?
You
say
that
you
would
kill
her,
well,
what
else
would
you
do?
Don't
you
see
that
violence
has
no
end?
Isn't
limited
by
rules?
Don't
you
see
as
angels
preaching
you're
nothing
but
the
fools?
Fools
step
in,
where
angels
fear
to
tread,
You
see,
to
kill
others
is
the
ethic
of
the
dead.
She's
the
anti-mother,
mommy
is
that
you?
She's
the
anti-mother,
mother,
mother
is
that
you?
That
single
mug
shot
from
the
past
Ensures
your
fantasy
can
last
and
last.
It
gives
you
the
chance
to
air
your
hate
Because
she
got
there
first,
you
were
too
late.
Hindleys'
crime
was
to
do
what
others
think,
Took
her
anger
and
her
prejudice
and
pushed
it
to
the
brink.
Then
you
goodly
christian
people,
with
your
sickly
mask
of
love,
Would
tear
that
woman
limb
from
limb,
you'd
never
get
enough.
So
you
keep
the
story
alive,
So
you
can
make
yourselves
believe,
That
you
are
so
much
better
than
her.
But
you
aren't,
that's
YOUR
GUILT
laying
there.
She's
the
anti-mother,
mommy
is
that
you?
She's
the
anti-mother,
mother,
mother
is
that
you?
She's
the
anti-mother,
mommy
is
that
you?
She's
the
anti-mother,
mother,
mother
is
that
you?
Mother?
Mother?
Mother?
Mother?
Mother?
Mother?
Mother?
Mother?
Mother?
1 Mother Earth
2 White Punks on Hope
3 You've Got Big Hands
4 Darling
5 System
6 Big Man, Big M.A.N.
7 Hurry Up Gary (The Parsons Farted) - Remastered
8 Fun Going On
9 Crutch of Society
10 Heard Too Much About
11 Chariman of the Bored
12 Tired
13 Walls (Fun in the Oven) - Remastered
14 Upright Citizen
15 The Gasman Cometh
16 Demoncrats
17 Contaminational Power
18 Time Out
19 I Ain't Thick, It's Just a Trick
20 [untitled]
21 System / Big Man, Big M.A.N / Banned from the Roxy / Hurry up Garry (Live)
22 Women / Shaved Women / You Pay / Heard Too Much About (Live)
23 Angels / What a Shame / So What / G's Song (Live)
24 Do They Owe Us a Living (Live)
25 Punk Is Dead
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