Now I’m your mother I’m cleaning up
Rockabye as we sway and we lilt
The way you whine It sounds like pigeons cryin’
Here’s a bottle of milk
Now I’m your dada Singing a rhyme
Lullaby so low and so sweet
It’s like the man said The dinner party mime
Shut up and eat
Brining it down With a beat and step
Don’t get upset Now take a rest
You think your salvation is this information
But you’re dissing yourself You’ll never find your saviour on X
So I’m your mother And I’m all over
Keeping it cool worldwide We need to keep our composure
This is a picture This is a time
You better check yourself before you check me Now you better mind
Imagining voices Word on the street Imagining scheming elites
Ranting and raving We’re all misbehaving So who are you saving？
Just shut up and eat
Better mind what you say Better mind how you go
Better mind how you act
Or when you get attacked and fall face flat
Nobody’s gonna help you come back
Baby drop your track
Baby drop your track
Baby drop your track
Baby drop your track
Don’t you wanna be heard
Don’t you wanna be seen
Don’t you want the world outside
to affirm your existence But you only wanna spit from a distance
You all want change but you don’t wanna get up Good luck
Wah-nah-nah Cry into this paper cup
Go fund me a budget to build a tower
A pacifier as big as the Hadron
Collider that the whole world can suck
There there
Suck on this Crybabies
There there
Suck on this
Now I’m your mother I’m cleaning up
Rockabye as we sway and we lilt
The way you whine It sounds like pigeons cryin’
There there Here’s a bottle of milk
Now I’m your dada Singing a rhyme
Lullaby so low and so sweet
It’s like the man said The dinner party mime
That’s right Just shut up and eat