St. Dad

Four young boys like to make fun
 I’ve seen them swimming in circles down a dead, rot gun
 And they don’t wait around
 Bo Diddley’s in the ground

 St. Dad don’t you see
 I know that we’ll melt

 The toilet frog says you got clean
 But I’ve seen you cut and ugly in a little magazine
 Now go and waste your mind
 Junk is too smart to find
 So a job will make the heat wet

 St. Dad don’t you see
 I know that we’ll melt
 I caught you dead down by the orange tree
 I know that we felt it

 I know you don’t see why
 I can’t inject but I will always lie for you.

 St. Dad don’t you see
 I know that we’ll melt
 I caught you dead down by the orange tree
 I know that we felt it

 They all need [bad word] back home
 You’ll die the fool but I’ll down in your pool
 Deep in