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Mongrel

I never knew my father
Berlin 1945
He forced himself onto my mother
All she did was stay alive
Afterwards he gave her vodka
and a Russian cigarette
before he disappeared forever
and left her with one regret

Me, the little mongrel
born at the edge of hell
Times were tough but I was tougher
I learned that lesson well

I never knew my mother
just maybe day to day
She gave me food but no affection
What could she have to say
after a war that ended with me
the uninvited kid?
She never said she loved me
because she never did

Me, the little mongrel
born at the edge of hell
Life was rough but I was rougher
I learned that lesson well

I was always the problem
the one who made things worse
I made her old and bitter
I made her cry and curse

I never knew my father
or where exactly he was from
Do you think he could have loved me
the product of his sperm?
Father, I never knew you
Mother, I was your curse
the crying little bastard
who only made things worse

Me, the little mongrel
born at the edge of hell
Times were tough but I was tougher
I learned that lesson well
Me, the little mongrel from hell

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