Mothers Of Invention - The Idiot Bastard Son Lyrics
The idiot bastard son:(The father's a Nazi in congress today . . .The mother's a hooker somewhere in L.A.) The idiot bastard son: (Abandoned to perish in back of a car . . .Kenny will stash him away in a jar)The idiot boy! Motorhead?: I never wanted to because I was too small to start with, I used to drink really some bad stuff . . . Wine, all kinds of wine! Mixed, seven different varieties . . . Thunderbird wine . . . I don't know but I chugged a fifth of White Port once and passed out one day (heh heh) . . . and I drank a quart of beer just before that . . . and we were out riding around in the desert . . . Very strange! Anyway . . . Try and imagineThe window all covered in greenAll the time he would spendAt the church he'd attend . . .Warming his pew Kenny will feed him & Ronnie will watchThe child will thrive & growAnd enter the worldOf liars & cheaters & people like youWho smile & think you knowWhat this is about(You think you know everything . . . Maybe so)The song we sing: Do you know?We're listening . . .The idiot boy! Try and imagineThe window all covered in greenAll the time he would spendAll the colors he'd blend . . . Where are they now? Gary Kellgren: Right now I have two hit records on the charts, but it has not made me any money. It has only brought me fame and glory, and a lot of work. Which I do, really not care to tell . . .