Whether or not there is any type of god

I'm not supposed to say

And today

I don't really care



God is a word

And the argument ends there



Oh do I feel like the mother of the world

With two children

Oh do I feel like the mother of the world

With two children fighting



When I was a boy I used to get into it bad

With my sister

And when the time came to face the truth

There'd only be tears and sides

Tears and sides

And my mother my poor mother

Would say it does not matter

It does not matter

Just stop fighting



Oh do I feel like the mother of the world

With two children