X-Cops: "Your Mother" Lyrics

Remote Control of your stinking family tree 

Ain't no knight in shining armor gonna sweep your momma off her feet 

Spends her life just squirting pups and turning tricks for me 

The flick of my cigarette and your Mother's on her knees 

On her knees 

Turning tricks for me 

Giving up the honey 

Bringing me the money 

Your cheap momma and her monkey and the kindness of my heart 

Is all that keeps your family together in this white trash trailer park 

Your wacked out momma she's a junkie, she's gotta have her stash 

So she walks the street, sells her soul and brings me back the cash 

She's so cheap 

She'll always need me 

You know I own you 

We own the streets 

Now you're starting to see just what you get 

When your mother is a piece of shit 

Now you're starting to see just what you get 

When your mother is a piece of shit