Automatic MotherJ WilliamsBlighted’s mum in his excuse note wrote “He got knocked down by a milk-float” ‘Strewth he’s dumb, I will smother him some’ Being Mother to England’s son’ Automatic Mother x8 Blighted’s teens were marked by ill-fitting jeans And blackheads like Heinz Baked Beans A state of health To drive him to the top shelf Giving Mother-figure head in his dreams Automatic Mother x8 An accident took Blighted’s seed with speed to hospital The first girlfriend to think of England yanked him by the balls ‘No turnabout!’ ‘Behind you!’ You would shout But alas dear Blight’s miscast She dropped the sprog Like a squatting dog In the park on picnic grass. Automatic Mother. X8. Aahs. Ch riff build up. Ch. © 2003 Once and Future Songs |