If the mother goes to sleep with you   Will you run and tell Geraldo?   If the mother bears your children without tears   Without the usual costs of labor      If the mother goes to bed with you   Will you run and tell the neighbors?   Will you hide behind that get up that you wear?   Or will you take the first ear that comes into contact with your blade   Like Peter did on the hill      Will you call her a freak?   Will you call them freaks?      If the mother goes to bed with you   Will you run and tell the papers?   How she picked you from a line up in downtown Philadelphia   With a cigarette hangin' out of your mouth   And Henry Miller in your back pocket?   You little fucker      If the mother goes to bed with you   In the bowels of the cathedral   Will you render her asunder with what she really needs   Or will you crash that beautiful silence with some talk about   Finding yourself in your mother's arms?      Will you call her a freak?   Will you call her freaks?   Will you call them Gods?   Will you call them freaks?      You know your sperm is weak   You never looked so high   To ever find till so low   You did not have to go that far      Now you know they're gonna come for you   And drag your silly name into the mud   If the mother bears your children without tears   Without the usual costs of labor      Will you call her a freak?   Will you call her freaks on?   Will you call them Gods?   Will you call them freaks?      You know your sperm is weak now   You never looked so high   To ever find till so low   You did not have to go that far      To show where you are   Show where you are, oh hey   To show where you are holdin'   To show where you are holdin'   To show where you are holdin'   To show where you are holdin'   Baby, baby