Mother Earth Lyrics

Crass


publisher: ©Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
writers: Ronald Bell, George Brown, Robert Bell, Richard Westfield, Dennis Thomas, Claydes Smith, Otha Nash, Robert Mickens
album: Track in album Stations of the Crass
release date: 1979
popularity : 7 users have visited this page.
genres: Rock
styles: Punk/Avantgarde
length: 4:12
lead vocals: Steve Ignorant
composer: Crass

Cover Art

Crass Stations of the Crass cover art
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Now that the sun have vowed is light
And bid the world good night;
To the soft bed my body I dispose,
But where were shall my soul repose?

Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother?
Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother?
Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother?
Mother? She's the anti-mother, mommy is that you?
She's the anti-mother, mother, mother is that you?

It's Myra Hindley on the cover,
Your very own sweet anti-mother.
There she is on the pages of The Star,
Ain't that just the place you wish you were?
Let her rot in hell is what you said,
Let her rot, let her starve, you'd see her dead.
Let her out but don't forget to tell you where she is,
The chance to screw her is a chance you wouldn't miss.
Let her suffer, give her pain is the verdict you gave,
You just can't wait to piss on her grave.
You pretend that you're horrified, make out that you care,
But really you wish that you had been there.
You say you can't bear the thought of what she did,
But you'd do it to her, you'd see her dead.
Tell me, what is the difference between her and you?
You say that you would kill her, well, what else would you do?
Don't you see that violence has no end? Isn't limited by rules?
Don't you see as angels preaching you're nothing but the fools?
Fools step in, where angels fear to tread,
You see, to kill others is the ethic of the dead.

She's the anti-mother, mommy is that you?
She's the anti-mother, mother, mother is that you?

That single mug shot from the past
Ensures your fantasy can last and last.
It gives you the chance to air your hate
Because she got there first, you were too late.
Hindleys' crime was to do what others think,
Took her anger and her prejudice and pushed it to the brink.
Then you goodly christian people, with your sickly mask of love,
Would tear that woman limb from limb, you'd never get enough.
So you keep the story alive,
So you can make yourselves believe,
That you are so much better than her.
But you aren't, that's YOUR GUILT laying there.

She's the anti-mother, mommy is that you?
She's the anti-mother, mother, mother is that you?
She's the anti-mother, mommy is that you?
She's the anti-mother, mother, mother is that you?
Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother?


Track Listing


12" Vinyl 1
  • 1 Mother Earth
  • 2 White Punks on Hope
  • 3 You've Got Big Hands
  • 4 Darling
  • 5 System
  • 6 Big Man, Big M.A.N.
  • 7 Hurry Up Garry (The Parsons Farted)
  • 8 Fun Going On
  • 9 Crutch of Society
  • 10 Heard Too Much About
  • 11 Chairman of the Bored
  • 12 Tired
  • 13 Walls (Fun in the Oven)
  • 14 Upright Citizen
    12" Vinyl 2
  • 1 The Gasman Cometh
  • 2 Demoncrats
  • 3 Contaminational Power
  • 4 Time Out
  • 5 I Ain't Thick, It's Just a Trick
  • 6 [untitled]
  • 7 System (live)
  • 8 Big Man, Big M.A.N. (live)
  • 9 Banned From the Roxy (live)
  • 10 Hurry Up Garry (live)
  • 11 Time Out (live)
  • 12 They've Got a Bomb (live)
  • 13 Fight War, Not Wars (live)
  • 14 Women (live)
  • 15 Shaved Women (live)
  • 16 You Pay (live)
  • 17 Heard Too Much About (live)
  • 18 Angels (live)
  • 19 What a Shame (live)
  • 20 So What (live)
  • 21 G's Song (live)
  • 22 Do They Owe Us a Living? (live)
  • 23 Punk Is Dead (live)