Nina Simone - Go Limp lyrics
[Nina Simone - Go Limp lyrics]
Oh Daughter, dear Daughter
Take warning from me
And don't you go marching with the N-A-A-C-P
For they'll rock you and roll you
And shove you into bed
And if they steal your nuclear secret
You'll wish you were dead
Singin too roo li, too roo li, too roo li ay
Singin too roo li, too roo li, too roo li ay
Oh Mother, dear Mother no, I'm not afraid
For I'll go on that march
And I'll return a virgin maid
With a brick in my handbag
And a smile on my face
And barbed wire in my underwear
To shed off disgrace
One day they were marching
A young man came by
With a beard on his cheek
And a gleam in his eye
And before she had time
To remember her brick
They were holding a sit down
On a nearby hay-rick
For meeting is pleasure and parting is pain
And if I have a great concert
Maybe I won't have to sing
Those folk songs again
Oh Mother, dear Mother
I'm stiff and I'm sore
From sleeping three nights
On a hard classroom floor
One day at the briefing
She'd heard a man say "Go perfectly limp
And be carried away"
So when this young man suggested
It was time she was kissed
She remembered her brief and did not resist
Oh Mother, dear Mother no need for distress
For the young man has left me
His name and address and if we win
Tho' a baby there be he won't have to march
Like his da da and me
Take warning from me
And don't you go marching with the N-A-A-C-P
For they'll rock you and roll you
And shove you into bed
And if they steal your nuclear secret
You'll wish you were dead
Singin too roo li, too roo li, too roo li ay
Singin too roo li, too roo li, too roo li ay
Oh Mother, dear Mother no, I'm not afraid
For I'll go on that march
And I'll return a virgin maid
With a brick in my handbag
And a smile on my face
And barbed wire in my underwear
To shed off disgrace
One day they were marching
A young man came by
With a beard on his cheek
And a gleam in his eye
And before she had time
To remember her brick
They were holding a sit down
On a nearby hay-rick
For meeting is pleasure and parting is pain
And if I have a great concert
Maybe I won't have to sing
Those folk songs again
Oh Mother, dear Mother
I'm stiff and I'm sore
From sleeping three nights
On a hard classroom floor
One day at the briefing
She'd heard a man say "Go perfectly limp
And be carried away"
So when this young man suggested
It was time she was kissed
She remembered her brief and did not resist
Oh Mother, dear Mother no need for distress
For the young man has left me
His name and address and if we win
Tho' a baby there be he won't have to march
Like his da da and me