MOTHER WAS A TRACKSTAR ( FATHERLAND )

And so further & further I go till I've arrived, full unfathomable five...

Mother was once a trackstar and My Father, he timed her
once or twice at least - and O, how she ran.

"Now, I admit I wasn't really interested in the details ... not until the day I found it gave me sway with this girl who was a fan of Belle et Sebastian. O, how I milked it. But then again, I really was a bastard by then..."

See, Dad was once a trackstar -so the story ran- but he didn't like to talk about it. How being this athlete turned him into a man. That, and a course of hormones from the special Sports Council of the East Germans.

Of course, I got confused the day I came home only to be told that my real Mother was a man. O aye, a real mother that. That this moustached man telling me he was once me Mam. I was a bastard then. I hope you understand.

And so now I'm wrestling. Wrestling I am. With the question : which is is this? Isthismymother? Or isthisthefatherland?


My Mother was once a trackstar, and My Father timed her -- once or twice at least -- and O, how she ran.


MOTHER WAS A TRACKSTAR - BACK IN THE FARTHERLAND