Gimp Mrs. Butterworth's Indestructible Bombshelter
Mrs. Butterworth tried for the fourth time today
To get her ass out of bed
But I don't have to explain
'cause it's the way things go
And it's the way things change,
The way things are and they always stay the same so…
Mrs. Butterworth, did I mention it seems like you're
dying?
When she talks to me every once in a while
She tries to laugh,
She tries to smile.
Tries to hold back the tears,
But she knows they always come.
You'll die,
And you'll burn,
And you'll fry,
And you'll learn you can't trust no one,
That was my mistake,
While everybody's fighting for their own little piece
of the cake
It took two years, but she finished it!,
Finally it stood!
She had no home and you got no job!
Finally it stood!
Mrs. Butterworth's shelter,
Mrs. Butterworth's shelter,
It took two years but she finished it!
When she talks to me every once in a while
She tries to bleed,
She tries to smile.
She tries to hold back the tears,
But she knows they always come.
You'll die,
You'll burn,
You'll fry,
You'll learn you can't trust no one,
That was my mistake,
And everybody's fighting for their own little piece of
the cake
Go!
And when she's happy, she'll die alone
Finally she's won
She was before but no one could tell
Finally she's done
Everytime I see her
Everytime I see her
It's been a sad life but can't she see?
Sometimes I wonder, where could she be now?
Did she make it up to heaven or is she still around me?
I guess I'll never know
I guess I'll never know
Is she near me?
In me?
For me?
With me?
A sad sad soul but she had to had to go,
But I never really told her she was more than the world
to me.
Go!
Mrs. Butterworth cried for the last time today,
It was early in the morning,
It was only three AM
But I came so quick and I ran to her side
I barely got there quick enough to see her close her
eyes for the last time
So why'd you have to go away?
Sometimes I wonder, where could she be now?
Did she make it up to heaven or is she still around me?
Guess I'll never know
I guess I'll never know
Is she near me?
In me?
For me?
With me?
A sad sad soul but she had to had to go,
And I never really told her she was more than the world
to me
