Ask your Mommy and Daddy, “What happened to the Indian?”
Ask your Mommy and Daddy to tell you where you really came from
Then Mommy and Daddy will probably quickly turn and walk away
Then ask your Mommy and Daddy “Who really killed J.F.K?”
Ask your Mommy, If she really gets off on all of her pills
Ask your Daddy “Why doesn’t that soldier care who he kills?”
After they’ve put you to sleep and tucked you safely down in your bed
Whisper “Mommy and Daddy, Would it matter if the bullet went through my head?
If it was my blood spilling on the kitchen floor
If it was my blood, Mommy would you care a little more?”
Don’t be surprised when they turn and start to cry
And tell your Mommy and Daddy, tеll your Mommy and Daddy
Scream it to your Mommy and Daddy
They’re living in a liе, a lie, a lie
It’s all a lie, It’s all a lie, a lie, a lie
A lie a lie…
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