Mama Songtext
von The Wiyos
Mama Songtext
Momma had a baby and its head popped off
Straight away
There it lay
Momma had a baby and its head popped off
What a sitch
In the ditch
Very strange
Very strange
Very strange
Ve-ry strange
We thank you yes we thank you for the deed
There in the very garden up pops the weed
Momma had a baby and its head popped off
Oh so neat
And complete
Momma had a baby and its head rolled down
To the ground
Bang went the sound
Very strange
Very strange
Very strange
Ve-ry strange
Ring the bells of victory in the hills
Hear the peals of laughter while they linger still
Rub your eyes
Get out of bed
A new storm it′s forming
Just a baby now still yawning
Born with seven arms and seven heads
And it will wed
A goblin it's said
Momma had a baby and its head grew back
As a pumpkin vine
Might bide its time
Momma had another and its head grew back
A big old lump
Stank like a dump
Very strange
Very strange
Very strange
Ve-ry strange
New witches in the 9-11 fire
New witches are the coal that make the flames go higher
As coroner i must aver
I thoroughly examined her
And she′s not totally merely dead
She's really most sincerely
Straight away
There it lay
Momma had a baby and its head popped off
What a sitch
In the ditch
Very strange
Very strange
Very strange
Ve-ry strange
We thank you yes we thank you for the deed
There in the very garden up pops the weed
Momma had a baby and its head popped off
Oh so neat
And complete
Momma had a baby and its head rolled down
To the ground
Bang went the sound
Very strange
Very strange
Very strange
Ve-ry strange
Ring the bells of victory in the hills
Hear the peals of laughter while they linger still
Rub your eyes
Get out of bed
A new storm it′s forming
Just a baby now still yawning
Born with seven arms and seven heads
And it will wed
A goblin it's said
Momma had a baby and its head grew back
As a pumpkin vine
Might bide its time
Momma had another and its head grew back
A big old lump
Stank like a dump
Very strange
Very strange
Very strange
Ve-ry strange
New witches in the 9-11 fire
New witches are the coal that make the flames go higher
As coroner i must aver
I thoroughly examined her
And she′s not totally merely dead
She's really most sincerely
Writer(s): Theodore Weber, Michael Farkas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

