Cain



    One of the dead boys, he looked like Opie
    he looked like Opie, one of the dead boys
    Grandpa gave him a cup of cocoa and
    Rubbed his head for luck like he always did
    All you need is a coca-cola
    That's what it takes to get the job done
    A bunch of boys sitting in the van
    With a bag of chips and a bloody can

    Father do you know your son
    Father do you know his name
    There were two now there is one
    They told me that his name was Cain

    Black boys in the dungeons picking out all the red ones
    The small are getting smaller
    Getting smaller every day
    White boys in the dungeons picking out all the green ones
    All they found beneath that black knit cap was a bad cliche

    Father do you know your son
    Father do you know his name
    There were two now there is one
    They told me that his name was Cain

    All of the smart kids live in Asia
    Lord have mercy on us, euthanasia
    Is there a heaven for the frustrated
    The bored to death, the emasculated

    Father do you know your son
    Father do you know his name
    There were two now there is one
    They told me that his name was Cain

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