Come in and close the door I think it’s time you knew the score Why you feel weird
One day you’re gonna be told about How daddy let his demons out Yeah, he made them scream and shout
One day soon you’ll be old enough You’ll go out on your own and stuff If you start losing hold of love, it’s because:
Your uncle sells drugs Your cousin is a cutter Your grandma is a fluffer Your granddad’s in the gutter Your mother is a nutter Your mother is a nutter We are mad motherfuckers You’re a bad motherfucker
And I’d like to sing a song that says that you’ll be fine But now you know me so you know that I’d be lying One of the things you get from me and your mother Is that we’re bad motherfuckers, you’re a bad motherfucker
Helps to know where you come from When days are hard, and things go wrong I pray our weakness makes you strong
Well, strangers come and lovers leave You can rest assured we’ll always be Your ever-loving family
So before you leave when you’re old enough When you go out on your own and stuff You start losing hold of love, it’s because:
Your uncle sells drugs Your cousin is a cutter Your grandma is a fluffer Your granddad’s in the gutter Your mother is a nutter Your mother is a nutter We are mad motherfuckers You’re a bad motherfucker
And I’d like to sing a song that says that you’ll be fine But now you know me so you know that I’d be lying One of the things you get from me and your mother Is that we’re bad motherfuckers, you’re a bad motherfucker
We all believe, that you’re gonna break the chain We all believe, that you’re the one We all believe, that the angels are watching over you, my son Because:
Your uncle sells drugs Your cousin is a cutter Your grandma is a fluffer Your granddad’s in the gutter Your mother is a nutter Your mother is a nutter We are mad motherfuckers You’re a bad motherfucker
And I’d like to sing a song that says that you’ll be fine But now you know me so you know that I’d be lying One of the things you get from me and your mother Is that we’re bad motherfuckers, you’re a bad motherfucker
Your uncle sells drugs Your cousin is a cutter Your grandma is a fluffer Your granddad’s in the gutter Your mother is a nutter Your mother is a nutter We are mad motherfuckers You’re a bad motherfucker
And I’d like to sing a song that says that you’ll be fine But now you know me so you know that I’d be lying One of the things you get from me and your mother Is that we’re bad motherfuckers, you’re a bad motherfucker