How many dollars does it take
To kill a father
It’s a shame
It’s a dirty, dirty shame
Now they’re saying
What a shame
What a dirty, dirty shame
What a motherfucking shame
When a child is to blame
How many dollars
Does it take to make a martyr
And the doctors getting smarter
And the vacuum is getting larger baby O’
What a dirty, dirty shame
Mommy’s preying
What a shame
What a dirty, dirty shame
What a motherfucking shame
When a child is to blame
And a fetus has a name
O the world is full of shame
O the consequence the blame
But there’s money to be made
Sleep goes child in the bosom of the stars
For underneath are the everlasting arms
And underneath are the everlasting arms…