The light pours out of mummy's house
The lights are all left on
The doors are open, windows wide
The television's on
Mummy's lying on the floor
Her head propped up to see
The little figures run around
On black and white TV
Electric toothbrush, vacuum cleaner
Mixer all plugged in
Wires buzz while showers of sparks
Cascade from crowded plugs
Molten chocolate rivulets
Run down her big pink dress
Smears of red stuff in her hair
The whole place is a mess
I know that you are in a state
But mummy what the heck
Mummy take a look around
Mummy you're a wreck
The Chevrolet is four feet shorter
Than it was before
Since you came back last night
And forgot the garage door
There's great big pink enamel flakes
Lying on the ground
The driver's door flung open
And the radio's playing loud
The single shining headlight
Shows the refrigerator there
It's full of ice and bits of food
But the shelves are mostly bare
There's pools of cake and instant soup
And stuff around the place
And there's matching spots of stuff
Amongst the make-up on your face
I know that you are in a state
But mummy what the heck
Mummy take a look around
Mummy you're a wreck
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The light pours out of mummy's house
The lights are all left on
The doors are open, windows wide
The television's on
Mummy's lying on the floor
Her head propped up to see
The little figures run around
On black and white TV
Electric toothbrush, vacuum cleaner
Mixer all plugged in
Wires buzz while showers of sparks
Cascade from crowded plugs
Molten chocolate rivulets
Run down her big pink dress
Smears of red stuff in her hair
The whole place is a mess
I know that you are in a state
But mummy what the heck
Mummy take a look around
Mummy you're a wreck
The Chevrolet is four feet shorter
Than it was before
Since you came back last night
And forgot the garage door
There's great big pink enamel flakes
Lying on the ground
The driver's door flung open
And the radio's playing loud
The single shining headlight
Shows the refrigerator there
It's full of ice and bits of food
But the shelves are mostly bare
There's pools of cake and instant soup
And stuff around the place
And there's matching spots of stuff
Amongst the make-up on your face
I know that you are in a state
But mummy what the heck
Mummy take a look around
Mummy you're a wreck
The lights are all left on
The doors are open, windows wide
The television's on
Mummy's lying on the floor
Her head propped up to see
The little figures run around
On black and white TV
Electric toothbrush, vacuum cleaner
Mixer all plugged in
Wires buzz while showers of sparks
Cascade from crowded plugs
Molten chocolate rivulets
Run down her big pink dress
Smears of red stuff in her hair
The whole place is a mess
I know that you are in a state
But mummy what the heck
Mummy take a look around
Mummy you're a wreck
The Chevrolet is four feet shorter
Than it was before
Since you came back last night
And forgot the garage door
There's great big pink enamel flakes
Lying on the ground
The driver's door flung open
And the radio's playing loud
The single shining headlight
Shows the refrigerator there
It's full of ice and bits of food
But the shelves are mostly bare
There's pools of cake and instant soup
And stuff around the place
And there's matching spots of stuff
Amongst the make-up on your face
I know that you are in a state
But mummy what the heck
Mummy take a look around
Mummy you're a wreck
Writer: Robin Dallaway
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