A Chat With Your Mom by Lou & Peter Berryman. - текст песни
A Chat With Your Mom by Lou & Peter Berryman.
Oh the Pirates in there fetted galleons, daggers in their skivies With Infected Tattooed fingers on a blunderbuss or two (* BLUNDERBUSS=musket like gun *) Signs of scurvy in there eyes and only mermaids on there minds. Its from them I would expect to hear the F-word not from you
(CHORUS) We sit down to have a chat its F-word this and F-word that I can't control how you young people talk to one another But I don't want to hear you use that F-word with your mother
And the lumberjack from Kodiak (* a city in Alaska *) Vacationing in Ancherage Enchanged with their Pine-Tar Soup and Caribou Shampoo With seven weeks of backpay in their airomatic woolens Its from them I would expect to hear the F-word not from you
(REPEAT CHORUS)
There are Militant Survivalists with gucci bandoleros Taking tacky-kacki walkie-talkies to the rendevouz Trading all the latest armor piercing ammo information Its from them I would expect to hear the F-word not from you
(REPEAT CHORUS)
There are Jocks who think that God himself is Drooling in the bleachers In a cold November downpour with a belly full of brew Whose entire grasp of heaven has alot to do with football Its from them I would expect to hear the F-word not from you
(REPEAT CHORUS)
There's unsavory musicians with there filthy pinko lyrics Who'd destroy the social fabric and enjoy it when they do With the groupies and addictions and there poor heart-broken parents Its from them I would expect to hear the F-word not from you
(REPEAT CHORUS)
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