Father Cannot Yell

Can

Compositor: Can / Holger Czukay / Jaki Liebezeit

Look at the place where my hand curbs,
Stops the curse and finds another place,
And with you mother screams "I am mother",
Woman screams "I am fertile" and the father can't yell.

Ring correction demonstrates the mind
Finds its way on down the river,
And you keep remembering mother screams "I am mother",
Woman screams "I am fertile" and the father,
He hasn't been born yet, he hasn't been born yet.
All has been forgotten and the plastic turns to rotten rays and smells,
All appointed to the definite beautiful.
Mother there invents the aiding,
Woman who just dies there waiting and the father,
He hasn't been born yet, he hasn't been born yet.

You may expect you fix all your money to pay the bills
And keep remembering mother screams "choose the way"
And the woman says she won't stay and your father,
He hasn't been born yet.
All has been forgotten and the plastic turns to rotten rays and smells,
All appointed to the definite beautiful.
Mother who invents the aiding,
Woman who just dies there waiting and the father,
He hasn't been born yet, he hasn't been born yet,
He hasn't been born yet, he hasn't been born yet,
He hasn't been born yet, he hasn't been born yet,

All has been forgotten and the plastic turns to rotten rays and smells,
All appointed to the definite beautiful.
Mother who invents the aiding,
Woman who just dies there waiting and the father,
He hasn't been born, he hasn't been born,
He hasn't been born, he hasn't been born yet.

All has been forgotten and the plastic turns to rotten rays and smells,
All appointed to the definite beautiful.
Mother who invents the aiding,
Woman who just dies there waiting and the father,
He hasn't been born yet.

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