We're chained
Whores at my door, whore in my bed
'Uh' is the sound that the mother makes
We're chained
And Mary, ain't you tired of this?
We're chained
But hey where have you been?
Or whores in my head
And the whores like a choir, go "Uh" all night
We're chained
"Uh," said the lady to the man she adored
When her fingers break
"Uh," said the man to the lady
If you go I will surely die
We're chained