Kids

Hey, neighbor, you're a hater man

You got a wife and three girls doin' all they can

To be happy within a small floorplan

And you're a vile man

I can only guess what may have happened to you

To think that violence is cool

Mainly against those innocent few

That are forced to live with you

Yeah, he beats his kids

When he should treat his kids

He throws a fit then hits his kids

He's an antiquated lunatic

That beats and defeats his kids

I heard them cry and I heard them beg

Your baby girl climbed around my legs

She looked me in the eye, heard her quietly say

"Can I stay with you tonight?"

Your wife's petrified and won't stand up to you

Like it's what she's accustomed to

Another night of knocking back a few

Sees the cycles of abuse

Against his terrified brood

He beats his kids

And then he cheats his kids

Pitches a fit then hits his kids

An irrelevant inebriate

That beats and defeats his kids

Yeah, he beats his kids

And he deceits his kids

And I pray that's all he does to them

They're precious girls that don't deserve this shit

So quit, don't hit your kids

I know that I'm an outsider

And we're living on the skids

But I'll deliver scissor kicks

To this misogynist that hits his kids

Well I'm only 5'3 and a buck fifty

But if I hear them call for me

You can pray to the authorities

To protect your liberties

Yeah, he beats his kids

And then he cheats his kids

Pitches a fit then hits his kids

An irrelevant inebriate

That beats and defeats his kids

Yeah, he beats his kids

When he should treat his kids

And buy them ice cream sandwiches

'Cause they're previous girls who don't deserve his shit

Legit, don't hit your kids

Yeah, stop beating your kids

STOP IT!