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My Mother the War - 10,000 Maniacs
Written by：John Lombardo/Lombardo/Walsh/Merchant/Michael Wal
She borders the pavement
Flanks avenues
Parades pass white glove attended by
My mother
The war
She`ll raise a shaft
Lift a banner
Toss a rose
My mother the war
Mother the war
Mother in
The war
Mother the war
She knows every neighbor
Chats at their doors
Compare econosize electric appliances
Mother
The war
Share tea and a seat
By my cradle with
Mother
The war
Mother the war
Mother
The war
Mother the war
Caressing the globe
Three years each tour
Hands of god enfold him prayed
Mother
The war
Haunts her doorway
Begs her postman
Is there word for
My mother
The war
My mother the war
Mother
Party rockstars
In bitter defiance
She`s spitting the corps
Wet a brood short league for combat
Mother in
The war
Well acquainted
With sorrow
Big tree
Mother
The war
Mother the war
Folded lace carrion blood soaked robes
Folded lace carrion blood soaked robes
My mother the war
Yeah
Yeah
My mother
Mother
Mother
Mammy
