"Show me The Law", she said,
"Show me where it says
I cannot store my babies
in places I've planned.
"Quote me The Law", she asked,
"The Law where I don't win,
The Law that could stop them
from following my will.
You're gonna do as I please
I'll stuff my babies with care
they don't need to breathe
I'll deliver them right there."
Here comes the angry mother,
she's smart, she's rich, she's late.
She walks over the bodies
with such deep care.