Four hard lashes to the back of a child
Barely old enough to talk like a baby
But in enough pain to scream
"Oh my God! AHHHHH!! OWWW!
OH, NO!!!"
But it turned the little creep on
Now he's gonna f** with your car
'Cause he knows what he needs
To make his little vandal bleed
Where did he go wrong?
That's why we sing the caring song