Lyrics:
Off With Their Heads Your Child Is Dead

The last thing you need is more security. I think the problem has spoken for itself. You're teaching your kids to repeat what you did, growing up as

Meanwhile, Margaret, against her better judgment, falls in love with Faust (My Hero). Faust poisons her mother so he can be alone with her, sleeps with Margaret, impregnates her, and with

We study all that evil dialect Dead sea scrolls of a prophet With the mindstate we movin objects It be the livin word that's heard in your eardrums You

But that's the life and the experience of a mother Happends everyday, one another the other But the suburb living is high class With a high class leather city trade with

' healing touch To come and raise their brother 'Cause they loved that boy so much But Jesus has a plan not known to any man That would soon take away their

her walking through the projects, the darkness swallowed her they wrapped her shirt around her head and knocked her onto the floor this is it kid now you got your

it's karata. When I come on I'm rippin it up just like a madman. I fly your head chop off your legs and make your head stand. Tax and wreckin these

you're trying to live a life That's completely free You want to stay with Milly until you're dead But you just got a bottle upside your head Oh, Fee,

to live with your own conscience, your own morality, your own decision, your own self. You alone can do it. There is no authority but yourself. * One