Shocking name is impeccable and reflective they rowdy, but very perspective musicians. Band does charismatic shows on the scene. MBWTEYP mixes humor and tragedy, technology and trashes, pop avanguard culture, art and rock'n'roll.
BOY
My Baby Wants To Eat Your Pussy Lyrics
Jump to: Overall Meaning ↴ Line by Line Meaning ↴
I need the warmth in your arms
You make me behave
You're my mummy slave
You're my mummy slave
Yes you're my mummy slave
I'm unable to eat
I'm unable to sleep alone
I'm unable to wash myself
I'm so afraid, I'm scared to the bone
You're my mummy slave
You're my mummy slave
I'm your son and you're my mother
Just don't care about my other
I would like to sit on your lap
Though you did not see my first step
You dress me up and you dress me down
You cut my nails and I turn around
You stroke my back
Then you grab my neck
What a joyful moment for a heart attack .
I'm unable to eat
I'm unable to sleep alone
I'm unable to wash myself
I'm so afraid, I'm scared to the bone
You're my mummy slave
Yes you're my mummy slave
I'm your son and you're my mother
Just don't care about my other
I would like to sit on your lap
Though you did not see my first step
You dress me up and you dress me down
You cut my nails and I turn around
You stroke my back
Then you grab my neck
What a joyful moment for a heart attack .
Mama, I can't live without you
I need the warmth in your arms
You make me feel so much safer
No one else can do me harm
Kiss me and hold me, embrace me!
Nails make me bleed
Make me suffer .
Mama, you are hurting me
Ambiguous intimacy
I'm your son and you're my mother
Just don't care about my other
I would like to sit on your lap
Though you did not see my first step
You dress me up and you dress me down
You cut my nails and I turn around
You stroke my back
Then you grab my neck
What a joyful moment .
...
I'm your son and you're my mother
Just don't care about my other
I would like to sit on your lap
Though you did not see my first step
You dress me up and you dress me down
What a joyful moment for a heart attack .
The lyrics to My Baby Wants To Eat Your Pussy's song "Boy" describe a complex and taboo relationship between a son and his mother. The opening lines convey the singer's dependency on his mother, as he claims he cannot live without her and needs the warmth of her embrace. He also admits to being unable to perform basic functions like eating, sleeping, and washing himself without her.
The chorus reveals the unsettling nature of their relationship, as the singer refers to his mother as his "mummy slave." He is so reliant on her that he is scared to be alone and is willing to put up with physical pain, such as bleeding nails, in order to continue receiving her affection. The lines "You stroke my back, then you grab my neck, what a joyful moment for a heart attack" suggest that the mother's behaviour may be both nurturing and aggressive.
The bridge of the song features the singer begging his mother to kiss and hold him, despite the fact that he is being hurt by her. The phrase "ambiguous intimacy" further emphasizes the complicated and potentially abusive nature of their relationship. The closing lines of the song reiterate the singer's desire to be with his mother and need for her, while emphasizing the potential danger and toxicity present in their relationship.
Line by Line Meaning
I can't live without you
My existence depends on your presence in my life
I need the warmth in your arms
I crave physical affection from you
You make me behave
Your presence has a calming effect on me
You're my mummy slave
I have a needy, dependent relationship with you
I'm unable to eat
I'm unable to sleep alone
I'm unable to wash myself
I'm so afraid, I'm scared to the bone
You're my mummy slave
I am completely reliant on you for basic needs and emotional support
I'm your son and you're my mother
Just don't care about my other
Our relationship is all-consuming and disregards the rest of the world
I would like to sit on your lap
Though you did not see my first step
You dress me up and you dress me down
You cut my nails and I turn around
You stroke my back
Then you grab my neck
What a joyful moment for a heart attack .
Our physical interactions blur the line between maternal love and inappropriate intimacy
Contributed by Ian Y. Suggest a correction in the comments below.