Primus - Mama Didn't Raise No Fool [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

The best of times, the worst of times
The times you can't ignore
Sometimes you bite the bullet
And flip flop on the floor

They tell you where to go
And they tell you what to do
They set your face on fire
Then stomp it out with their shoes

I ain't no fool
Mama didn't raise no...
I ain't no fool
Mama didn't raise no...

The times I can't complain
Are the times I do the most
On a diet of black coffee
And prozac buttered toast

These eunuchs in their prada
And Gucci flavored clothes
Wouldn't know a fresh perspective
If it bit 'em up on the nose

I ain't no fool
Mama didn't raise no...
I ain't no fool
Mama didn't raise no...

Mama didn't raise no fool (x4)

Don't do as they say
Just say as they do
No flavor's quite so bitter
As the taste of one's own shoe

I ain't no fool
Mama didn't raise no...
I ain't no fool
Mama didn't raise no...

Mama didn't raise no fool (x12)