Treasure Island

Cherie Griffith

(11/1/50 / Queens Village, New York, USA)

A Million Mothers Like Me


Oh, there's a million mothers like me
With the vision and the eyes to see
What they're doing to you and to me
And to our children.
Ooh yeah!

And there's a million mothers like me
And we've been damaged so chemically
But the truth will set us free
And save our children.
Ooh yeah!

And there's a million mothers like me
And we are searching, searching desperately
For the answer to these and
All our problems.
Ooh yeah!

And there's a million mothers like me
And we are tired – tired as can be
Of watching our children
Suffering and dying.
Ooh yeah!

There's a million mothers like me
And we won't rest until we are free
From the memory
Of suffering children.
Ooh yeah!

Those million mothers like me
We won't be poisoned oh so senselessly
By a school board that won't vote
For better paint
(environmental they ain't)
Ooh yeah!

Those million mothers like me
We should get together regularly.
Those million mothers and me
Let's change it all.
Ooh yeah!

And there's a million mothers like me
Oh there's a million million mothers like me
Oh there's a million mothers like me
And we will see
Ooh yeah!

Oh there's a million mothers like me
Oh there's a million mothers like me
Oh these million mothers and me
We will see
Ooh yeah!

Submitted: Thursday, June 18, 2009

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