"Pump Out Some Kids" lyrics

Cut off what your mother gave ya!

Oh, stop! Oh, no!
Don't waste your fertile body on not wanting to die
You're letting all the breeders down, now I'm gonna cry
How could you even think about removing that gift?
A plump and throbbing uterus to pump out some kids

Pump out some kids
Pump out some kids
Pump out some
Kids

Let's put that orifice into the law
You've got your name and pronouns, now how could you want more?
And don't you even think about ruining your tits
I'd miss them, so I'll tell you what to do with your bits

Stop! No
Don't waste your
Body
You're gonna die
You're letting us down and
I'm gonna cry
Don't even think
You know it's God's gift
A plump and throbbing uterus to pump out some kids

Pump out some kids
Pump out some kids
Pump out some
Kids

You're fertile!
You're fertile!
You'll die!
How will we breed you?
I'll cry, cry, cry

You're thinking
You're thinking
Of killing God's gift
A plump and throbbing uterus to pump out some kids
A plump and throbbing uterus to pump out some kids
A plump and throbbing uterus

Abandoning all of us
Are becoming traitorous
Denouncing the point of us
Just lie down, don't make a fuss
We must fill up with potent pus
Your plump and throbbing uterus