Из альбома: Bitch, Don't Let Me Die!
Daddy needs a car like your momma
And you don’t need that knife any more
You can write another letter to Obama
But you can’t play the youth card no more
The kids are evil
And they are talking to us in a language I don’t understand
The kids are evil
And now we’re covered in dust
While I was staring at your Instagram
They use words of kindness to kill
They use each other to get their fill
And when they’re done doing what they’re gonna do to me and you
Then they’re gonna turn on each and hilarity will ensue
The kids are evil
And there’s more than them than us I guess it’s war
The kids are evil
They’re taking over the bus
And went and shut the front of that store
And it’s gunna take a lot more than a talking to You’re wasting your time if you’re think you’re getting through
There’s nothing more here anyone can do So just give 'em what they want
And let them dig a hole to fall into, yeah!
Pre-disposed, Pre-disposed to the naughties clothes
It’s the life that you chose
And so it goes, so it goes
There’s not enough tape here to tape their mouths shut
So take us back to the days
When we could spank their little butts and kick 'em in the nuts…
The kids are evil
And they’re proud of it In a very sick and twisted way
The kids are evil
And they’re shouting it out
To anyone who cares what they say