Mother Knows Best

Feel her tight between my thighs from across the football field
It's victory that I smell inside and the smell contains no guilt

H - E - R - P - E - S
I can smell them through her dress
H - E - R - P - E - S
My daddy's wrong, mother knows best

C - C - C is for cunt
There's a sickness inside that I need to harvest
Broken tramp have you seen her
I tried to love but now I'll beat her

H - E - R - P - E - S
I can smell them through her dress
H - E - R - P - E - S
Your daddy's wrong, mother knows best

C - C - C is for cunt

H - E - R - P - E - S
I can smell them through her dress
H - E - R - P - E - S
Your daddy's wrong, mother knows best

She's the one who brings me to life, when I stab her with my hunting knife
Broken tramp have you seen her, I tried to love but now I've beat her