When I was a baby my mummy told me If I was a bad boy daddy would scold me When I was a baby my mummy lectured If I was a good boy I would be rewarded Mummy, daddy, what more would you expected, In your eyes I'm not to be respected, Take you on but I'm just one reflection, Of the values that you hold and the way you see them, My mummy's gone, To a place where I can't go, A place that's cloaked in thy mystery, Of corporate identity, Supermarkets and three pike suits, My mummy's gone, My mummy's gone, When I was a little girl my mummy told me, Had to make an effort to make myself pretty, Got to get a husband, got to have a baby, Got to be a credit to the rest of the family, Mummy, daddy, what more would you expected, In your eyes I'm not to be respected, Take you on but I'm just one reflection, Of the values that you hold and the way you see them, My mummy's gone, To a place where I can't go, A place that's cloaked in thy mystery, Of corporate identity, Supermarkets and three pike suits, My mummy's gone, My mummy's gone, Now that I'm older, I know that you scared me, But I don't hold it against you, though it damage me sorley, I know you're a victim just just like me, You can feel the pressure just just like me, Mummy, daddy, what more would you expected, In your eyes I'm not to be respected, Take you on but I'm just one reflection, Of the values that you hold and the way you see them.

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