Lyrics © 1988 Kathy Mar Melody © 1988 Leslie Fish Reference: 'Beowulf' Dumb as dirt and twice as mean, such a son makes Mother crazy Foul as sewers I have seen, ugly, loutish, large and lazy That's the child I've had to raise, what's a mom to do? Drag him in an ocean cave and stay to watch him, too Chorus: Son of mine you've been a disappointment since your birth Now I've had to bury you in this cold Northern earth I know you would be sorry if you weren't so very dead But you never listened to a word I said Everybody has to rest, even I got sleepy Sonny left our little nest on errands cruel and creepy Came back with a haunch of man gnawed down to the bone Left each night from that day on as I slept like a stone Chorus Vikings gathered in their hall, heroes all in war delighting When my Grendel came to call, he was met with mighty fighting One among them took his arm, ripped it off for good Chased him to our ocean home and k**ed him where he stood Instrumental When I found my wine was spiked, it was far too late to aid him Though there wasn't much I liked I was often glad I made him So I must avenge him now, what's a mom to do? If he was yours anyhow, I'll bet that you would too Chorus