I love mud, mud
It won't clean my whites
But I need to find piles
Some mud that's all mine
My mama said

You can't play in mud
No, it's murder to clean
Said mud don't come out easy
Even in washing machines
So don't play in mud
Cos mud irritates
Just play in your sand pit
And don't go making no mud cakes

How many mud stains
Must she stand
Before I find more mud
And I can live again
Right now that lovely thing
Must keep hanging on
When I feel that squelch
When mud's in my palm
I remember mama said

You can't play in mud
No, 'cause it's getting late
She said mud isn't really
What you need to make a mate
How long must I wait
Before I make mud cakes
And that lovely mud
Will cause my brand new shirt to stain

Now I can't stand
Living without mud
When that mud is in my hands
It feels so good
When mum says that I
I can't go on
That filthy mud keeps me hanging on
I remember mama said

You can't play in mud
Disgusting worm bait
That shirt won't clean easy
When you've been making darn mud cakes
So you can't play in mud
You've dirtied all my plates
Just trust on your new friends
They'll show you nice games to play
And i'll break

Now mud mud
It makes mum queasy
But i'll keep on playing
Until she's breaking
And that soft voice
Will soon turn sharp
And that smiling face
Will soon turn dark

But i'll keep playing
Until that day
Makes her uneasy
You know she feels queasy
My mama says

Just go play in mud
Oh, your clothes are all caked
She says mud is all greasy
But it's a thing of love and hate
You'll play in the mud
But you'll just have to wait
I'll do no more washing
Not until you're through this phase
(Fade)