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GRENDEL22 8-3-89
v.1 Mother said don't fight
In the streets
Because the priest will
See you
Or the nun will see you
And you will be condemned
To penances.
v. 2 Mother said don't fight
In the streets
For the neighbors will
Talk -
Fuel for the flame.
A small mind has a big tongue,
My boy.
v. 3 Mother said don't fight
In the streets
Because God will see you
And you'll go to Hell
And have an eternity
To think of moral philosophies
Penance, Penance
v. 4 Oh mother, you offered
Such profound advice.
My gratitude, now
As always, etc.
v. 5. Mother said
don't stick it to any girl-
Cheap tramp
Because she will lead
You to Hell.
v. 6 And from there there's
No way out,
Didn't the priest tell you that?
v. 7 Mother said a lot of things for
Someone else to believe
But when the Demon knocked
On her door
She let him in
Thinking she could get away
Holy water unscathed.
Hear the voice, poor choice...
No return once you pass
Through that door.
v. 8 Don't look back, Mom
Because now you can't.
v. 9 But the next time I rumble
I'll give it all I got
I'll win it tough but clean
For the memory of dear Mom,
Wherever she's gone.
And who'll keep the score?
GRENDEL, of course.
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