There was 1 september day that papa worked 2 hard
first he crucified every dandelion out in the yard
then he screamed at baby twice 4 throwin' rocks at passin' cars
baby didn't listen, so like a priceless work of art
he got snatched by his papa who then opened up the closet door
and pushed the four-year-old down, onto the closet floor
baby cried "i'm sorry, i won't do it no more"
papa said "yeah, i know, that's what this here's 4"
smack!
ooh papa...
smack! smack!
ooh papa...papa...
smack!
ooh papa...
smack! smack!
ooh papa...papa...
As the door closes, baby starts 2 cry
"please don't lock me up again, without a reason why"
papa just went outside and pointed a shotgun up in the sky
he said "how come i don't love my woman?"
then he took aim and died
Boom!
papa...
boom! boom!
papa...papa
boom!
papa...
boom! boom!
papa...papa...
Don't abuse children, or else they turn out like me
Fair 2 partly crazy, deep down we're all the same
every single 1 of us knows some kind of pain
in the middle of all that's crazy, this 1 fact still remains
if u love somebody, your life won't be in vain
and there's always a rainbow, at the end of every rain