Wisdom - Mother Mother

Foldin’my clothes and I feel useless.

Don’t think I know how to do this.

Once I was told, but like any misfit,

I spit on some good advice.

Out in the cold and tryin’to make fire.

Two sticks and stone, still got no fire.

Once I was shown, but I was inside then.

And spit on that good advice.

Wisdom, wisdom, where can I get some?

Wisdom, wisdo-o-o-om

On the payroll and digging up ditches.

Dollar is low, so are my wages.

Once I was told just how to get rich, but

I spit on that good advice.

Wisdom, wisdom, where can I get some?

Wisdom, wisdo-o-o-om.

o-o-o-om.

Wisdom, wisdom.

where can I get some?

Wisdom, wisdom.

I wanna trade my dimwits in for tips.

Tips are 'quipped with

wisdom, wisdo-o-om.

Take off my clothes and I feel useless.

Don’t think I know how to do this.

Once I was told, but I like to fidgit

and miss out on good advice.