Momma Was An Opium-smoker Lyrics - Rasputina

Momma was an opium-smoker 

She light it with a red-hot poker 

She would never take a bath 

We would ask her - she'd just laugh 

Because our momma was an opium-smoker 

She made it with this gentleman, Lincoln 

They met on a boat, it was sinking 

When she shoulda gone overboard, 

Momma say, "No way, oh my lord" 

"Only of opium smoke am I thinkin'" 

Oh help us Lord 

We can't afford, her destructive ways 

You oughtta hear what she says! 

She would just sit on her fat ass 

Yell at us, "Fill up my wine glass!" 

She would tell us, "How sad" 

"You won't never know your dad" 

Oh yeah, my momma was an opium-smoker 

She hide the money and the drugs in the mattress 

I wonder, how long has she been at this? 

And I say, "Mom, bang the gong" 

"Can't you see, it's gone all wrong?" 

Oh yeah, my momma was an opium-smoker