Dead Babies/Killer

Little Betty ate a pound of Aspirin

She got them off the shelf up on the wall

Now, Betty's mommy, she wasn't there to save her

She didn't even hear her baby call her

Dead babies can't take care of themselves

Dead babies can't take things off the shelf

Well, we, we didn't love you anyway

Daddy, he's a necrophile in Texas

Mommy's on the bar 'most every night

Little Betty sleeping in the graveyard

She's living there in burgundy and white

Dead babies can't take care of themselves

Dead babies can't take things off the shelf

Well, we, we didn't want you anyway

Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye

Little Betty

I said so long, so long, so long, so long

Little Betty

Poor Betty, so long

Dead babies can't take care of themselves

Dead babies can't take (things off the) shelf

We, we didn't want you anyway

Little Betty

I hear a call from out under a rock

I crawled out from under my mother's womb

And in her rage

I crawled right back in