Babies Mother Mother

[Verse 1]
Babies, we're making babies
And it's kind of crazy, I love these babies
That we are making

[Verse 2]
Maybe they'll be amazing
But if you look at statistics, most of them will be sick
Our little babies

[Chorus]
They could be Mansons or Monroes or Charlie Birds or Al Capones
They could be easy to accept or simply socially inept
They could creep in the dark, in a park, placing danger on our babies

[Verse 3]
We're making babies
And it's kind of crazy, I love these babies
We are creating

[Bridge]
Babies (Babies, babies, babies)
We all were once babies
But now we are just animals in these hospitals
Making babies who make babies who make babies
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ahh-ah
Baby talk, it comes across as
Innocent, innocent
But when these words start forming
You'll hear stupid shit, I swear you will