The Old Woman - The Residents

Angel, answer my prayer

Answer my prayer tonight

Tell me if anyone cares

If I do what I might

Angel, answer my prayer

And tell me if anyone else

Knows how much I am scared

That I might murder myself

Who will take care of my plants?

Maybe Martha will take care of them

She called on Mother’s Day and has a philodendron and a few ferns

They look terrible though, just like her house

She never dusts her leaves

What about Berta?

She’s been married three times, how can she possibly take care of four kids?

They’ll die — I just know these bugs will get them

Aphids — you have to watch for them all the time, they don’t care

Sent Teddy seven fifty for his birthday last week, no thank-you note

It’s all Martha’s fault

She’s not raising those children right

How long would it be until they noticed?

A week, two weeks, maybe months

I know why, I know why they ignore me

Martha pretends that she doesn’t care anymore but I know better

And she’s poisoned Berta against me too!

He was old and could barely hop around

And Mark would sure never have done it

Poor thing

Somebody had to do it

Somebody had to