The Decemberists - A Cautionary Song Lyrics

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There's a place your mother goes when everybody else is soundly sleeping

Through the lights of beacon street

And if you listen you can hear her weeping she's weeping cause the gentlemen are calling and the s

With dirty hands and trousers torn they grapple 'til she's safe within their keeping

A gag is placed between her lips to keep her sorry tongue from any speaking or screaming

And they row her out to packets where the sailor's sorry racket calls for maidenhead

And she's scarce above the gunwales when her clothes fall to a bundle and she's laid in bed on the u

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And so she goes from ship to ship her ankles clasped her arms so rudely pinioned

'Til at last she's satisfied the lot of the marina's teeming minions and their opinions

And they tell her not to say a thing to cousin kindred kith or kin or she'll end up dead

And they throw her thirty dollars and return her to the habor where she goes to bed and this is how

So be kind to your mother though she may seem an awful bother and the next time she tries to feed

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