Robert Fripp - NY3 lyrics

Father: Your house Daughter: My house Father: Your house Daughter: My house Father: Your house Daughter: My house Father: Your house Daughter: My house Well get out, there's the door Well get out, there's the door Well get out, there's the door Well get out, there's the door Father: It is not your house It is not your house It is not your house It is not your house It is not your house Mother: And you're a c**aine sniffer And you're a c**aine sniffer And you're a c**aine sniffer And you're a c**aine sniffer Don't call me a s*ut Father: No Mother: You're carrying a baby You don't know whether it's a n******g, a spic or a white baby Don't call me a s*ut Father: No Mother: You're carrying a baby You don't know whether it's a n******g, a spic or a white baby You've got to go for an abortion, baby I never had to Father: No way, never Mother: You've got to go for an abortion, baby I never had to Father: No way, never Mother: You're carrying a baby You don't know whether it's a n******g, a spic or a white baby You've got to go for an abortion, baby I never had to Father: No way, never Your house Daughter: My house Father: Your house Daughter: My house Father: Your house Your house Daughter: My house Father: Your house Daughter: My house Father: Your house Daughter: My house Well get out, there's the door