Whether or not there is any type of God I’m not supposed to say And today I don’t really care
God is a word And the argument ends there
Oh do I feel like the mother of the world With two children Oh do I feel like the mother of the world With two children fighting
When I was a boy I used to get into it bad With my sister And when the time came to face the truth There’d only be tears and sides Tears and sides And my mother my poor mother Would say it does not matter It does not matter Just stop fighting
Oh do I feel like the mother of the world With two children