Well- you can have me all the time. Or you can never come my way. But Mother Earth is waiting for you. There's a debt you've got to pay. I don't care how rich you are.
Birds and butterflies. Rivers and mountains she creates. But you'll never know. The next move she'll make. . You can try. But it is useless to ask why.
Mother Earth is waitin for you, yes she is.. She is big and shes round,. And its cold way down in the ground.. . You may not be happy all the time,. You may never be that way,.
Mother? Mother? Mother?. Chorus: She's the anti-mother, mother is that you?. She's the anti-mother, mother, mother is that you?. It's Myra Hindley on the cover.