mother where are you today you took a piece of me the day you went away no recollections or the smell of your perfume i took a piece of you the day i left the womb brother put your needles down the best thing for you is to leave this awful town pretty soon you'll have kids to feed if you see mother tell her i can sing please don't worry i am doing fine you're much too busy to even find the time so use your chemicals and take this to your grave the boys you left are men you didn't raise and daddy how are you today you must be proud of the boys that you have raised your withered heart and everything it's seen your cuts and callused hands you had kids to feed