Letra de Mano a Mano - Mother Mother

You got a lotta bravado

You coppin' massive machismo, you know

You wanna mano a mano, baby

I ain't no violent type though, you know me

Don't got no villain vaquero

Don't got no Marlyboro to smoke

I'm just a flower child lately

Sippin' the milk brought out by the poppyseed

Help me help you understand

I'm not a real man

I am the mistress of a gun

I get it in bed before it kills someone, yuh-huh-uh

But if you fuck with my family (Ah-ah-ah-ah)

You'll see the lover inside me leave me

I've got a bull, ballistic baby

He get a little sadistic, a little crazy

Help me help you to understand

He's not a real man

He's a delinquent in the street

Out running his mouth off, unable to speak of a simple feelin'

(We live in a jungle, a bloody jungle)

Mano a mano jungle, baby

You're not a violent type, well, to you godspeed

Somebody help me to understand

Just what is a real man?

Is it an infant with a stick

Out pickin' a fight with the quieter kids?

I have come to understand

Just what is a real man

He is the mama of a war

He's singin' to sleep before it can deploy

He's pinchin' the cheek of a little destroyer

He's rockin' grenaders in a cradle

A sedater

Yeah-ah-ah-ah

Yeah-ah-ah-ah-ah

(Hey, hey, hey)

(Hey, hey, hey)

(Hey, hey, hey)

(Hey, hey, hey)

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