Well, we all go a little mad sometimes
But this time, you've crossed a line
Once the glue that held our world together
Now I'm bric-a-brac, it's asinine
They say that a mother is a boy's best friend
So why do I feel so abandoned in your den?
Now I'm rotting in the cellar 'cause you think that I'm fruity
Decaying in the snow 'cause you love me, excuse me?
The cord is thinning so screw off, shithead
It's time for you to comprehend that mommy's dead
Not good enough for my own bed
Or even for the attic
Unworthy to maintain my charm
With taxidermy or prosthetics
They say that a mother is a boy's best friend
So why do I feel so abandoned in your den?
F*ck!
Now I'm rotting in the cellar 'cause you think that I'm fruity
Decaying in the snow 'cause you love me, excuse me?
The cord is thinning so screw off, shithead
It's time for you to comprehend that mommy's dead
The Prople - Fruit Cellar Lyrics
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Well, we all go a little mad sometimes
But this time, you've crossed a line
Once the glue that held our world together
Now I'm bric-a-brac, it's asinine
They say that a mother is a boy's best friend
So why do I feel so abandoned in your den?
Now I'm rotting in the cellar 'cause you think that I'm fruity
Decaying in the snow 'cause you love me, excuse me?
The cord is thinning so screw off, shithead
It's time for you to comprehend that mommy's dead
Not good enough for my own bed
Or even for the attic
Unworthy to maintain my charm
With taxidermy or prosthetics
They say that a mother is a boy's best friend
So why do I feel so abandoned in your den?
F*ck!
Now I'm rotting in the cellar 'cause you think that I'm fruity
Decaying in the snow 'cause you love me, excuse me?
The cord is thinning so screw off, shithead
It's time for you to comprehend that mommy's dead
But this time, you've crossed a line
Once the glue that held our world together
Now I'm bric-a-brac, it's asinine
They say that a mother is a boy's best friend
So why do I feel so abandoned in your den?
Now I'm rotting in the cellar 'cause you think that I'm fruity
Decaying in the snow 'cause you love me, excuse me?
The cord is thinning so screw off, shithead
It's time for you to comprehend that mommy's dead
Not good enough for my own bed
Or even for the attic
Unworthy to maintain my charm
With taxidermy or prosthetics
They say that a mother is a boy's best friend
So why do I feel so abandoned in your den?
F*ck!
Now I'm rotting in the cellar 'cause you think that I'm fruity
Decaying in the snow 'cause you love me, excuse me?
The cord is thinning so screw off, shithead
It's time for you to comprehend that mommy's dead
Writer: Kari Frankenstein, Markky Karloff
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid