Songs About / On: MOTHER

(ian mclagan, rod stewart)

Mother, don’t you recognize your son?
Coming home, ’cause I failed you mother
I’ll be there in the morning
If you’ll have me back
The rent up here is much too high
For a room without a tap
I’ll be early in the morning
And I’ll find my way back home
Back home bad ’n’ ruin
With my tail between my legs
Tail between my legs
And I’ll be so tired read more »

Over land and over sea
She reaches out to me
Weaving and threading the loom
>From womb to womb
Slaves and merchants
Pilgrims and thieves
Felt her hand and charted skys
By following her moon read more »

Mother of us all
Place of our birth
How can we stand aside
And watch the rape of the wold

This the beginning of the end
This the most heinous of crimes
This the deadliest of sins
The greatest violation of all time
Mother of us all
Place of our birth
We all are witness
To the rape of the world read more »

R. Williams
good-bye dreamer, insane stranger on the shore
There is no one left here, not a soul
Aid the confusion, expecting nothing
Not a soul read more »

Well the telephone is ringing,
Is that my mother on the phone?
Telephone is ringing,
Is that my mother on the phone?
The telephone is screaming,
Won't she leave me alone?
The telephone is ringing,
Is that my mother on the phone? read more »

mother, mother, mother read more »

(This song came out of my first public drag experience at the age
of 25, which brought back many memories of earlier private
experiences. For my mother, who still has more pairs of shoes
than any drag queen I know. -RR)
I remember dressing up in my mother's clothes read more »

I’m a mother
Treat me like a mother
You wanna suck on my breast
It’s no surprise you do
I’m the source and the force
You owe your life to, brother read more »

She likes to talk about her dad
and all the different jobs he had
And all the times he turned to her and said
someday you'll be a mother
Mother Fucker read more »

You see me walking away
What more could I say than sorry
I failed by all your complaints
You pushed a life change but it’s not me
And filthy hands lay apon my chest
Lay upon my sin, but I do it for green
And in your mind you are blind
And your back turn so fine
Where were you when I needed you most read more »