Mother mother, can you hear me?
I'm just calling to say hello.
How's the weather? How's my father?
Am I lonely? Heavens no.
Mother mother, are you listening?
Just a phone call to ease your mind.
Life is perfect, never better.
Distance making the heart grow blind.
When you sent me off to see the world, were you scared that I might get hurt?
Would I try a little tobacco, would I keep on hiking up my skirt?
I'm hungry.
I'm dirty.
I'm losing my mind...
Everything's fine!
I'm freezing.
I'm starving.
I'm bleeding death...
Everything's fine!
Yeah, I'm working, making money, I'm just starting to build a name.
I can feel it around the corner, I could make it any day.
Mother mother, can you hear me? Yeah I'm sober, sure I'm sane.
Life is perfect, never better; still your daughter, still the same.
If I tell you what you want to hear, will it help you to sleep well at night?
Are you sure that I'm your perfect dear? Now just cuddle up and sleep tight.
I'm hungry.
I'm dirty.
I'm losing my mind...
Everything's fine!
I'm freezing.
I'm starving.
I'm bleeding to death...
Everything's fine!
I miss you.
I love you.
***
never had a song been more apt than as you're approaching thirty years of age, on the opposite side of the world from your family and friends, and you're in a constant (but various) state of inebriation.
happy mother's day, mothers of the world.
(also, a little something i wrote for six out of ten a few weeks ago)
(also, a little something i wrote for six out of ten a few weeks ago)
