When I come home from school every day,
I know what will be comin' my way:
you scream at me 'bout this or that,
as though you're picking a marital spat
that you'd have with Dad,
if he were around anymore.
You scare him away,
so this is what I am for.
(chorus)
Shut up and fuck me, Mom,
Take me back in where I came from.
I don't wanna be your husband without benefits.
Remember when I used to suck on your tits?
Shut up and love me, Mom –
just let me make you come –
but don't tell Dad
that I'm the best that you've had.
And it's bothering you how I'm growing:
the bulge in my pants that is showing.
Each ejaculate stain
is causing you pain.
You give me no peace;
you need some release.
Sometimes I wonder how long it's been
since Dad even tried to get in.
Now you're going insane and making me pay,
but I need love in a motherly way –
however you want it,
whatever it takes –
I just need to feel
like a wanted mistake.
Getting you on your back will get you off mine;
after we've done it, everything will be fine.
More out-of-this world psych jams from the Los Angeles outfit, thick with noise-rock fuzz and hazy dream pop vocals. Bandcamp New & Notable May 12, 2021