Mother Earth Crass

Mother? (x20)

She's the anti mother, mother 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 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 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 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 angel 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