Ladies With An Attitude...

 

I'm Not Your Mother

(Juliana Hatfield) 1990 Drip Music, BMI

 

People think you're tough,

but you only pretend to be.

A real man would live alone

and feel no pain, like me.

 

When your baby said she was leaving

you slapped yourself in the face.

You clung to her and cried

and cracked all over the place.

 

Because you're a weakling.

You're a suckling lamb.

You're not so tough.

You're just a man.

 

I was only talking when I said to you

whatever it was I said.

I didn't mean anything.

Just put it out of your head.

 

Now you look to me like I'm ready to give

but I only just wanted to play.

You're trying to cop a feeling

while I'm trying to get away.

 

You're a big guy, but you're cut down to size

when you're left all by yourself.

Well I'm not paid to babysit

and don't ask me to help.

 

Let go of me and fall

into the arms of another

I'm the wrong girl for you.

I'm not your mother.

 

I'm an island. I'm a rock.

My head's an emtpy mental block.

You can't get lovin' from a stone.

I ain't no goddam foster home.

 

You're a weakling.

You're a suckling lamb.

You're not so tough.

You're just a man.

 

You're a weak thing.

Just a little lamb.

You're not so tough.

You're just like a woman.

 

Anything you can do I can do better

Girls will do it all without the aid of a mother.

Anything you can do I can do better

Girls will do it all without the aid of a mother.

Anythign you can do I can do do.

I'm not your mother. I'm not your mother.

 

 

Cesspool

(John Strohm & Juliana Hatfield) 1989

 

They took it away, they won't put it back.

They made all the water turn to black.

Their deed is washed up on my shore.

It was better the way it was before.

Check out this place I used to go.

None of my children'll ever know.

Never know.

 

Something's wrong but it could be right.

It's not like the day turning into night.

I'll tell you about it, I'll take you there.

You think about it but you don't dare.

to act for what we all deserve.

All we need is a little nerve.

What a nerve.

 

They'd do almost anything if the price was right enough.

Well I might do anything to clean it up.

 

They took it away, they're not gonna put it back.

They think they got me in a trap.

But there's one thing I'm prepared to do

to make this cesspool as good as new.

I'll get my guns and go to my friends.

We'll make some righteous amends.

Maybe we'll start a trend.

 

Take it, this cesspool.

Make it good as new.

Take it, this cesspool.

Make it good as new.

 

 

Rain (a.k.a. Better 'n You)

(John Strohm)

 

You're lost beneath the sea

and you didn't wait for me.

You left me here, left me hangin' on.

When I knew you'd drowned,

did you think I'd wait around ?

When I woke up, you were already gone.

 

You could waste your life feeling lonely

or you could waste your life feeling pain.

When you carry the weight

of one too many yesterdays,

you won't know to come in from the rain.

 

You dug your own grave.

You've got no life left to save.

You're always saying you can't go on.

Well, I've been beneath the sea

and I couldn't hardly see.

When I woke up, you were already gone.

 

I've wasted time feeling lonely.

I've wasted half my life feeling pain.

But at least I feel the weight upon my shoulder.

At least I know to come in from the rain.

At least I know to come in from the rain.

You won't know to come in from the rain.

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