Eh Mamma (Tim Booth)

I've been working out all day But Im skin and bone, man Im been trying to pump it up with testosterone I don't think she likes my body And I don't care much for her mind But love is a test for the damned And the rest are all blind Im sending her an apple to tempt her Im praying that the devil will show Cut her off at the pass to pre-empt her Then I'll trade her blow for blow Noone has a recipe for love like mamma Heaven knows there is no God above like mamma There never was a girl who was good enough for mamma When Im older, mamma marries me She says hey killer there's a storm At the end of every rainbow She says love is a test and you don't look your best Just go home Ive an issue with the spit or swallow And just don't get it in my hair Love is a test for which I never was blessed Yeah yeah yeah Im sending her an apple to tempt her Im praying that the devil will show Cut her off at the pass to pre-empt her Then I'll trade her blow for blow Try to understand it all I'll become a bum Someone's gonna hold you to your words Winter snows into the spring Understanding's not the thing I'm a dinosaur Someone's gonna hold you to your words I learnt all about nothing in India Bridging is all I'll ever know There's people living in boxes Where noone goes or even drives down slow I wouldn't even bother to inform you Of this waste of human beings Empathy won't work with reason Empathy's just a common feeling