London...Catering To The Tourists
Stood in her underwear
Screaming at the top of her lungs
At the neighborhood kids
Playing in the streets
She had three children
That she pushed away
After she pulled the plug
On their father
Accused her cats
Of speaking in tongues
Covered all her windows
With old discolored bed sheets
Complained to the Mayor
She was being harassed by the KKK
Spent most of her day
Wallowing in anger
We all knew they'd be coming for you Mrs Delfino
Coming for you before too long
What happened to you Mrs Delfino
Where the hell did it all go wrong
Most mornings she sat in the kitchen
Cleaning her guns
Ready to defend herself
From the secret police
Swore when they came for her
There would be hell to pay
Had her finger on the trigger
Bullet in the chamber
When she needed anything
She called up one of her sons
Not the one who had her arrested
For breach of the peace
A few years ago
On Mother's Day
The one who now
Regards her as a stranger
We all knew they'd be coming for you Mrs Delfino
Coming for you before too long
What happened to you Mrs Delfino
Where the hell did it all go wrong
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