Mamacuda

I know I did
And I'd gladly do it all again
You don't you said
But you still might need a friend
We do, we're done
Slightly attached and then shunned
Here now, now gone
No right's always wrong
After before long
The whole ground seemed to give away
Ooo, Mamacuda

Right in half the fastest way to split
And broken down dressed in rags
And no one else would have bought my shit
But you took it home in bags

It came at last
We both knew that it had to
And could not get past
Didn't even want to try to
Cause the die'd been cast
Anulled asundered rendered in two
Sold out so fast
At the first chance right on cue
Light in which to bask
Did unto me what you had to do
Ooo, Mamacuda



Adam Lamers: bass
Joe McCartan: alto, tenor, baritone saxophones
Eric J. Nelson: drums, percussion, toy piano, organ, guitars, synth, vox