Lyrics Momma Pop Culture - The Bacon Brothers

Momma Pop Culture

I wrote you a thousand songs
Righted you a thousand wrongs
Turned my guitar way up loud
Made eye contact with the crowd
But you give me nothing back but drama
That’s why I’m writing to you momma
Dear momma pop culture
I’m writing you today
Begging your magnifigance
To send your love my way
Dear momma pop culture
Open up your door
Momma pop culture
I want to be your whore
(Yeah)
I sang higher than I ever should
Lost all the weight I ever could
Wore a wig on television
Wrote a symphony for mignons
Taught Pythagoras’s Comma
That’s why I’m writing to you momma
Dear momma pop culture
I’m writing you today
Begging your magnifigance
To send your love my way
Dear momma pop culture
Open up your door
Momma pop culture
I want to be your whore
Spread my face across the nation
All I need’s your validation
Momma hold me to your breast
Feel my hunger feel my lust
(Wow, ah)
Dear momma pop culture
I’m writing you today
Begging your magnifigance
To send your love my way
Dear momma pop culture
Open up your door
Momma pop culture
I want to be your whore
Momma pop culture
(Ah)
I’m writing you today
Begging your magnifigance
To send your love my way
Dear momma pop culture
Open up your door
Momma pop culture
I want to be your whore
(Give it up, give it up, give it up to me)
Give it up, give it up, give it up to me
Give it up, give it up, give it up to me
Give it up, give it up, give it up to me
Give it up, give it up, give it up to me
Give it up (give it up), give it up (give it up), give it up to me (give it up
to me)
Give it up, give it up, give it up to me
Give it up, give it up, give it up to me
Give it up, give it up, give it up to me
Give it up, give it up, give it up, give it up, give it up, give it up