Mother, where are you today? 
You took a piece of me the day you went away 
No recollections, or the smell of your perfume 
I took a piece of you the day I left the womb 

(The day I left the womb) 

Brother, put your needles down 
The best thing for you is to leave this awful town 
Pretty soon, you'll have kids to feed 
If you see mother, tell her I can sing 

Please don't worry, I am doing fine 
You're much too busy, to even find the time 
So use your chemicals and take this to your grave 
The boys you left are men you didn't raise 

And Daddy, how are you today? 
You must be proud of the boys that you have raised 
Your withered heart and everything it's seen 
Your cuts and callused hands you had kids to feed 

You had kids to feed 

Please don't worry, I am doing fine 
You're much too busy, to even find the time 
So use your chemicals and take this to your grave 
The boys you left are men you didn't raise