Step-child, you have outlived your time
You represent embarra**ment and failure
And the Father who must be k**ed
Is the blight upon your blighted life
And his might is his legal right
To ground you down
Step-child, with every petty swipe
You just might find you're fighting for your life
And the father who must be k**ed
Is a step-father but nonetheless
The way he chews his food
Rips right through your senses
Step-child, there's a knife in a drawer in a room downstairs
And you, you know what you must do
So the step-child ran with a knife to his sleeping frame
And slams it in his arms, his legs, his face, his neck and says
"There's a law against me now"
And the Father who must be k**ed
With his dying breath, he grabs her hand
And he looks into her eyes
He says "I'm sorry" and he dies
"Step-child, I release you
With this broken voice I beseech you"
"Why are lives so short?"
The step-child thought heart pointing to the sky
"No one to warn me
No hand to touch me
And no Bible-belters to mess with me
Momma don't miss me
Momma don't miss me
This d**h will complete me"
"But where I go there will be no one to meet me
I know there will be no one to meet me"
But still the step-child pressed the knife to her throat
Heart pointing to the sky
"Just as Motherless birds fly high
Then... so shall I
So shall I
So shall I
So shall I
So shall I"