Beat Kids

[Verse 1: Cage] Hands under his little armpits holding him up Squeezing him tight unaware of what’s growing in his guts Two feet tall, he can run and fall in his diaper Hitting himself in the head with his father’s lighter Watching in disgust, it cries, he tries to ignore it What nature had intended for now would ruin his courtship The girl has a kid, the girl won’t abort it This empty vessel adoring, you filled it with pure shit Mostly from resentment or perhaps he was neglected Now has the fever in his arms and they were black and infected When they spoke, they told him leave the girl and kid for dead So he picked him up with one hand, held him up and said [Hook: Red Bank Kids Choir] That you were not supposed to be inside her Listen now you have a life and a brain No wait, you had two strokes, you were going to die sir Now would you kindly move out of our way? Beat kids, beat kids, we keep shoveling sheep shit Line us up, we don’t believe it But while we sleep they count sheep [Verse 2: Cage] Don’t know how she made it but she’s amazed that she did Come fifteen years with no help, she had raised a kid A couple marriages later this is the last one The wedding band on his hand balled up and he blasts his son Doesn’t wanna know where all his bruises are from She takes her husband’s side and this just confuses him Tragic, the magic of fertility, the ability to have another child While one rots in a facility Desperate to be happy but something stalled her heart Unable to see a future with him and it falls apart She sleeps on the couch, she puts food in her mouth Loses her girlish figure, he figures this is his way out She packs up and leaves with her daughters, in need of help Violent streak, he’s so abusive, just knows that there’s someone else Returns to get some things, he throws her to bed, she starts to brace Smacks her, hold her down and has his way [Hook] [Verse 3: Red Bank Kids Choir] And as he forces himself inside her Her eyes dart around with pain He says, “You can talk but no one listens to liars.” But you will surely get yours one day Beat kids, beat kids, we keep funneling sheep shit Line us up, we don’t believe it But when we sleep they beat kids Beat kids, we keep shoveling sheep shit Line us up, we don’t believe it But when we sleep they beat kids Beat kids, we keep shoveling sheep shit Line us up, we don’t believe it But when we sleep they count sheep