Faderhead - Mr. Fetus lyrics

Hello Mr. Fetus, one arm, one leg, one eye One parent wants you, one parent in denial Just one careless Saturday night In a rusty car behind the multiplex Mr. Penis now works nine to five On minimum wage Just so your blue babybook can add Another stained, stained, curled page Mr. Fetus, how do you feel? You walking, talking, drooling welfare check Let mother fill your ears with the words "heaven sent" While playing hangman with the word "A-C-C-I-D-E-N-T" So who loves you more? With ping pong playmates for parents Provoking dents in your side That cannot be hammered out Months spent flying over the net Praying that one day someone misses Because the game is boring Because the game is "f** you"