Dear mommy
Thanks a lot
Thanks to you
Earth's too hot
The planet broke
We're out of luck
You smoked it
What the fuck
You made me
And left me here
Thanks for nothing
Mommy dear
It must've been good
When forests stood
You loved your freedom
More than trees
It must've been fine
Sipping beer and wine
You loved your freedom
More than bees
It must've been nice
When the world had ice
You loved your freedom
More than the sea
It must've been sweet
With plenty to eat
You loved your freedom
More than me
You loved yourself
And sent me to hell
You loved yourself
And sent me to hell
You loved yourself
All music and lyrics by Chris Korda