Mama said, pour me some wine son   And you can have a sip for your self   Mama said, do your homework   And you can watch TV all you want   Mama said, do what I say or I'm gonna beat the fuck out of you   Mama said, this is normal-see   You don't have it as bad as the other kids on the block   So then we all pretended that I grew up   Mama said, I got a letter today   Says you've cut 187 out of 190 days   Mama said, we've noticed lately   You have no interest in gainful employment   Mama said, it's time to lock you up   Make your round brain fit in a square hole   I said, sure thing, I'm just gonna play one last show   In the city, but you know, I didn't ever go home again   I stopped pretending that I had a family   We all pretend, that we love our children   Until they show any signs of having their own will   Then we beat them, into submission   We beat them into the superior ways of our way of thinking   4,000 kids are murdered by their parents each year.