Eat Your Mother

I was over at your house
late one night
when I was startled
I was quite afright!

I was nosin` in the fridge
and I turn to see
your barely clothed mom
looking back at me.

She said,

“Look here honey, you want a snack?”

I wasn’t sure how to respond.
Because baby got back!

She said,

“Don’t be shy, come closer to me.”

I said,

“I don’t know, I think I gotta pee.”

Your mom was hot
It’s a well-known fact
She cupped my face
I could feel her attack!

Eat your mother
That’s what I gotta do!
Eat your mother
She tastes like a jew!
Eat your mother
She’ll teach me how
Eat your mother
She’s teaching me now!

There was more
than that encounter
When she saw me again
I was told to mount her!

You see, my problem
I got a small pecker
Pausing a moment
she said to lick her

Back between forbidden thighs
I began to eat
That’s when you saw
my triumphant feat

Eat your mother
That’s what I gotta do!
Eat your mother
She tastes like a jew!
Eat your mother
I’m a pro licker
Eat your mother
Now I’ll try your sister

Now whenever somebody askes if I’m in a band, I’ll tell them yes. It’s called Eat Your Mother. Our hit song is Eat Your Mother, off our self-titled album, Eat Your Mother. Ha ha. Not exactly what I had in mind when I joked about this song to Cliff, but stupid enough to qualify as Death Metal, or whathaveyou. Ha ha.