I went down to the local bar   To buy my daddy a big cigar   When I got home he was dead   Somebody shot him in the head      Oh dear daddy   You're not gonna see me grieve   'Cause you brought out the worst in me      (Spoken:)   Yep! It's all true.   It's true. It makes me cry.      When the funeral was through   I had myself a barbecue   Daddy's bones they sure taste good   I couldn't have stopped; if only I could      Oh dear daddy   You're not gonna see me sad   'Cause everything you did was bad