is it sat'day today mother
is it sat'day again today
is it sat'day today mother
is it still long long way away?

i need a play day my mother
i need a day to play away
i need a day to play mother
to play horrid cares away.

the mouth-***** plays, such sweet tunes
under nimble lip and quick tongue,
so skilfully it's made to croon
the mouth-***** plays such sweet tunes,

the sound it makes can fill a room
twould make the deaf angels to come
to hear, it calms all Bedlam's loons
the mouth-***** plays, such sweet tunes.

men ***** the world
men ***** society
women? ***** men...

i see only woman's faces
stretching back to our birth by Eve,
of the men I find no traces
and breath a great sigh, of relief,

I'm not sorry father, brother
i am not sorry uncle, son
cos I am here with all our mothers
are you, with that, Devilish one?

he said that he would  shower me
with his load of gold, ah, but yet
all i got was this string of pearls
tossed carelessly around my neck.

women are like books
to men... open up, get inside
he's soon, fast asleep

He doesn't say much
but, takes all day to say it
so tediously.