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.