Hey Kathy

Sitting in an easy chair
Combing her poodle's hair
Oh it's taken years and years and years
To get the knots out

Trapped in with the demi-god
Her mothering just amounts to suffering

Oh hey Kathy do what you want
Just hold them in your mouth, until you're going out
Then Kathy why don't you just go spit them out

Oh hey Mama did you get what you want?
A daughter who can't eat or sleep, less than dead