Текст песни: Babies (Mother Mother )

Babies
We’re making babies
And it’s kind of crazy, I love these babies that we are making
Maybe
They’ll be amazing
But if you look at statistics,most of them will be sick
Our little babies
They could be Mansons or Monroesor Charlie Birds or Al Capones
They could be easy to accept or simply socially inept
They could creep in the dark, in a park,placing danger on our babies
We’re making babies
And it’s kind of crazy, I love these babies we are creating
Babies (babies, babies, babies)
We all were once babies
But now we are just in the halls, in these hospitals
Making babies, who make babies, who make babies
Ah, ah, ah—
Baby talk, it comes across as innocent, innocent
But when these words start forming you’ll hear stupid shit
I swear you will
Babies
We’re still making babies
And it’s kind of crazy
I’ll love these babies
We keep on making

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