Well now I've been on my own for many a yearSeems like I'll never get lovedGot me a hand on this brother of mineAnd I'm gonna get me the rubTurn me the lights down to a purple glowPut Bessie Smith on the wailBring me the five young daughtersAnd help my ship to set sailMother Fist never gets angryMother Fist she never gets boredI don't have to feed herI just have to need herShe cries give me the wordWhen I'm downtown in BarcelonaWhen I'm pissed or when I'm pissed offMother Fist just gives me her tender kissAnd some of her sexy stuffAnd I lock my door from the insideTurn my mind to sweet sweet painAnd I wail just like Yma SumacMother Fist she never complainsMother Fist never gets angryMother Fist she never gets boredI don't have to feed herI just have to need herShe cries give me the wordNow I don't care if I'm in a prisonIn confinement solitaryA soldier lost in the legionOr a sailor out on the seaA beggar, thief or a rich manA gunman mercenaryA one legged crookAn Armenian cookAs long as my mother's with meMother Fist never gets angryMother Fist she never gets boredI don't have to feed herI just have to need herShe cries give me the word