Blasé
Archie Shepp
Blasé, ain't you daddy?
You, who shot your sperm into me
But you never set me free
This ain't a hate thing
It's a love thing
If lovers ever really love that way
The way they, say
I give you a loaf of sugar
You tilt my womb, 'till it runs
All of Ethiopia awaits you
My prodigal son
Blasé, ain't you big daddy?
But mama loves you
She, always has
Blasé, ain't you big daddy?
You, who shot your sperm into me
But never, set me free
This ain't a hate thing
It's a love thing
If lovers ever really love that way
The way they say
I give you a loaf of sugar
And you tilt my womb, 'till it runs
All of Ethiopia awaits you
My prodigal son
Blasé, ain't you big daddy?
But mama loves you
She always has