Mrs. B Songtext

I?ve been slaving all day long Making mock of me as if nothing?s wrong It?s a curse, I?m a castaway I?ve given all, nothing more to say So tired, still no end She placed her hand on her forehead Wondered why, what?s it for It?s a dead end Mrs. B walks towards the door You haven?t eaten anything, don?t you want some more? Does she talk to herself or me Contemporary slavery She seems shrunken And her face showed signs of her old age Breakable bones All alone without her family They are waiting for the death of Mrs. B Mrs. B keeps her son to herself At least she tries to When he married, it cause quite a stir She hit him and her too She wonders why no one calls Since they got her number and all It?ll be a relief to slowly drift away No more waiting for the lonely days Mrs. B says she?s all alone Wondering if she?s safe in her home Doesn?t care to come out because the kids Might take her purse or blow her to bits