Mother Mother - Business Man Lyrics
They, they sleep in a coma, ya ya yaThey, they speak in a code I don’t under under under understandThey shake with a limp hand, ooo ooo oooThey, they don’t shake like a rock bandTalking ‘bout the business man, devil in a Sunday hatKind of old and kind of fat, just talking ‘bout the business manThey, they sleepin’ in a coma, deep, ya ya yaThey, they speakin’ in a code I don’t under under under understandThey spit on the po’man, ooo ooo oooThey, they don’t spit like a punk bandTalking ‘bout the business man, devil in a Sunday hatBuddy with the stupid laugh, just talking ‘bout the business manPretty little baby, pretty little monsterWent to the good school, left with honorsBrand new tycoon, sitting with a harpoonSomething of a lampoon, out of a cartoon of a baboonWith a bond, a stock, a share in the moonTalking ‘bout the business man, devil with an evil planBuddy in the stupid pants, kind of old and kind of fatJust talking ‘bout the business man, the business man