Motherfucker Songtext / Lyric

Force fed more than we eat in the wild

Graised on a mash that can suffocate a child

bloaded, promoted in an ode to pompous style

moistening their feet while we're choking on the bile

Cornering the market on the geese without the bones

Hushing down the public in a strike without a drone

The cage became collapsible, our sticks equiped with stones.

Get the mother fucker on the phone, the phone.



Get the mother fucker on the phone, the phone

Get the mother fucker on the phone, the phone

Get the mother fucker on the phone, the phone

Get the mother fucker on the phone, the phone

Get the mother fucker on the phone, the phone

Get the mother fucker on the phone, the phone

Get the mother fucker on the phone, the phone

Get the mother fucker on the phone, the phone



Hello Motherfucker

My lover

You saw it coming






Get the motherfucker on the phone



Set aside the scruples in the strategies of strain

A smallpox- laden blanket invisible with stains

Inoculated bastards, bloody pecked at pain

Distemper has a hold

Distemper has a hold

We took a second sip from a cup we made of bones

The first it was a ruse, a trick so aptly grown

The truth is that our youth was a carpet laid with stones

Get the mother fucker on the phone, the phone.



Get the mother fucker on the phone, the phone

Get the mother fucker on the phone, the phone

Get the mother fucker on the phone, the phone

Get the mother fucker on the phone, the phone

Get the mother fucker on the phone, the phone

Get the mother fucker on the phone, the phone

Get the mother fucker on the phone, the phone

Get the mother fucker on the phone, the phone



Hello Motherfucker

My lover

You saw it coming



Goodbye Motherfucker

You had it coming



Get the motherfucker on the phone

Get the motherfucker on the phone

Get the motherfucker on the phone

Get the motherfucker on the phone

Get the motherfucker on the phone