Kill Your Sons — текст песни (Reed Lou)

All your two-bit psychiatrists are giving you electro shock
They say, they let you live at home, with mom and dad
Instead of mental hospital
But everytime you tried to read a book
You couldn`t get to page 17
`Cause you forgot, where you were
So you couldn`t even read
Don`t you know, they`re gonna kill your sons
Don`t you know, they`re gonna kill, kill your sons
They`re gonna kill, kill your sons
Until they run run run run run run run run away
Mom informed me on the phone
She didn`t know what to do about dad
Took an axe and broke the table
Aren`t you glad you`re married
And sister, she got married on the island
And her husband takes the train
He`s big and he`s fat and he doesn`t even have a brain
They`re gonna kill your sons
Don`t you know, they`re gonna kill, kill your sons
Don`t you know, they`re gonna kill, kill your sons
Until they run away
Creedmore treated me very good
But Paine Whitney was even better
And when I flipped on PHC
I was so sad I didn`t even get a letter
All of the drugs, that we took, it really was lots of fun
But when they shoot you up with thorizene on crystal smoke
You choke like a son of a gun
Don`t you know, they`re gonna kill your sons
Don`t you know, they`re gonna kill, kill your sons
They`re gonna kill, kill your sons
Until they run run run run run run run run away