Twosies from Baby Teeth by Motherhood

I drive on cracks in caddies when I'm down in Cincinnati,
And I'm badder than your daddy and his laddy's wincing at me,
And I'm madder since he had me pinched and battered by the paddies,
Plastered? Please! They had to be!
These bastards smacked me hat to feet,
and back to teeth,
and laughed and teased,
I clenched my fist,
I aim to please
(that's it! i went batshit! fantastic!)
I gave 'em twosies ruthlessly
I prove so true and choosy,
made them mangy toothless bruised
rats
They hate it when I do that
I hate it too but ain't it entertainment and the truth
that, if I remained restrained they'd pay the same plus one or two back
(not if I can help it, hellbent, selfish)

• Guitars
• Rock
• Twosies
• art-rock
• experimental
• post-punk
• psych
• surf
• Fredericton