I went down to the local bar To buy my daddy a big cigar When I got home he was dead Somebody shot him in the head Oh dear daddy You're not gonna see me grieve 'Cause you brought out the worst in me (Spoken:) Yep! It's all true It's true. It makes me cry When the funeral was through I had myself a barbecue Daddy's bones they sure taste good I couldn't have stopped; if only I could [or: I'd have k**ed him myself; if only I could] Oh dear daddy You're not gonna see me sad 'Cause everything you did was bad