Little one
Don't follow your mother's lead
Don't even follow me
I am a crooked street
Mama loves you
And Daddy sure loves you too
Don't be us or do what we do
We're not what you'd want to turn into
I am a criminal
I am a criminal
I am a criminal
And she is a prostitute
Little one
I am a twisted tree
You are my twisted seed
Came from my twisted leaf
And what I fear most
Is what you are yet to be
If you aren't already withering
If you're cursed to be worse than me
I am a criminal
I am a criminal
I am a criminal
And your father so what does that mean
And your father so what does that mean
For you
For you
For you
For you
For you
For you
For you
For you
For you
For you
For you
For you