Life is serious but not like hell Sunday morning comes, how i ring i am hearing the bell The people the street The cats and the dogs who i'd like to meet
Mother mother, mother oh mother
Life is serious but not like sex Close my eyes hold my tongue, in the darkness it's best So i can think of cherie And work out my work what you mean to me
Mother mother, mother oh mother
I'm serious What do you think your life for? I'm fucking serious
Life is serious, a work of art Masturbation speculation comes from the heart That humourless mush That beats to the drum that cram into crush.
Mother mother, mother oh mother
I'm serious What do you think your life for? I'm fucking serious