When I was a kid My whole reality split I was living a lie I was a killing machine I was a war lord When I closed my eyes
I had to talk to the teacher She talked to my mom We had a real long talk I had to talk to the teacher She talked to my mom They made the visions stop
When I was a kid I was a total dick To inanimate objects The world beat the hell from me I took it out on a tree Great Illustrated Classics
I took it out on a fig tree Out on the lawn I took it out in the backyard (backyard!) And behind Rite Aid I took it out on the crates And on the shopping carts
Meanwhile on another plane I was the king of pain And unspeakable cruelty I set the mommy on fire I set the baby on fire Not even Jesus could stop me
I had to talk to the teacher She talked to my mom We had a real long talk I had to talk to the teacher She talked to my mom They made the visions stop
I had to talk to the teacher She talked to my mom We had a real long talk I had to talk to the teacher She talked to my mom They made the visions stop Stop, stop