She's a Mama Now

We used to talk about hell while the dead birds fell 
From the poison wires around the old church bells 
We used to drink 'em on up now, till we fell down 
Then pick each other up off the ground 
She used to sing of a cold blue storm brewing on the rise 
Now she just lights up the world with a magic in her eyes 

Yeah she's a mama now, calls a love her own 
Bows to little Bhudda as she points him toward the throne 
Whistles lullabies and prayers before the night 
No more where's or why's or how's 
Yeah she's a mama now 

We used to soak them sheets and make love again 
Now she beats em on a rock and hangs them in the wind 
Instead of picking me up now she leaves me on the floor 
In a million colored pieces, to check the king's drawers 
She used to sing of a cold blue storm brewing on the bow 
But now she just moos like a dog and barks like some kinda cow 

Yeah she's a mama now 
She wears a big halo made of hammered tin 
That he rattles on the floor, of biscuit buttock cheeks 
Endless little feats and possibilities 

Yeah, she's a mama now, calls a love her own 
Bows to little Bhudda as he sits upon his throne 
Whistles lullabies and prayers before the night 
No more where's or why's or how's 
Yeah she's a mama now