Mummy, mummy, why'd you leave me six feet underground?

Wrapped in lace and crepe with all this plastic blocking out the sound?

Oh mummy, mummy, read to me the stories of my death

And with the casket open once again i'll take a breath

When you show off to the crowd, pretend to be demure

Tell them that it's not my blood that's dried up on the kitchen floor

Oh birthday girl without a ribbon left to tie her hair

You look behind you, hearing me, but see there's nothing there

Mummy, mummy, mummy, mummy, mummy, mummy, mummy, mummy

Mummy mummy why'd you leave me deep below the dirt?

Will you come down here and sit with me and kiss me where it hurts?

Oh mummy, mummy, something's wrong, my head's all in a state

I'm so very sad, my body's mad it's turned the other way

What did papa think when you said i'd left on my own

That i'm grown now and that he felt safe leaving me home alone?

I love you mummy, real and true, but something's got to change

And that pretty red you loved so much has soaked through what remains

Mummy, mummy, why'd you leave me six feet underground?

Wrapped in lace and crepe with all this plastic blocking out the sound?

Oh mummy, mummy, read to me the stories of my death

And with the casket open once again i'll take a breath

Speak with words you never meant

Tell them that it's not my head you're hiding under the kitchen floorboards

Birthday girl, her pretty dress stained crimson like her hair

You look behind you, hearing me, and see there's something there