Don't carry that knife around boy
That's what his mother said
You better wise uo to yourself
Or you're gonna wake up dead
"Lord I talked to that boy day and night
And he just won't do right"
I'm a product of society
I'm a two legged alligator
So cut, cut, cut, cut out
I'm a switchblade operator
Don't bother with dope and pot boy
His mother she did wail
You better lay off a that no good sh**
Or you're gonna end up in jail
"Just look at yourself stinking of gin
I paid for your cure, but you're hooked again"
I'm a product of society
I'm a two legged alligator
So cut, cut, cut, cut out
I'm a switchblade operator
Those girls won't do you no good son
That's what old mum would say
Your money's not all they want
They've taken your youth away
"Like er... don't but me mum
These girls can't do me no harm"
I'm a product of society
I'm a two legged alligator
So cut, cut, cut, cut out
I'm a switchblade operator
He wandered all through the town now
Seeking love and life
Until one day he ran into
Another cat with a knife
Slash!
The shiny blade left a crimson trail accross his smooth skin
Click!
His push-bu*ton retaliated
Stab!
His insides fells out all over the floor
Splash!
The other cat fell in a pool of tomato ketchup
Run, run, run, he stumbled all the way home
And died in his mother's arms
The old lady held his bleeding head against her drooping breast
And said, "My baby boy did you enjoy yourself today?
You know taht man who's bllod you spilled
The police gave me his name
That was your father you k**ed"
I'm a product of society
I'm a two legged alligator
So cut, cut, cut, cut out
I'm a switchblade operator
So cut, cut, cut, cut out
I'm a switchblade operator
So cut, cut, cut, cut out
I'm a switchblade operator