These days it's different
(Turning us into monsters)
Kids don't fight with knives anymore
(Turning us into fire)
They fight with guns
Kids have got guns
(Turning us into monsters)
It's all desire
It's all desire
Well it's fine
You know, the son was young
And then he started 'grow up faster
Parents wondered what went wrong
And then he turned into a little monster
Run!
Run!
Run!
Run! Run! Run!
Run!
Run!
Calm down
Don't kill me now
Well, I didn't expect much more
Because son was a little scalawag-wag-wagger
Can't see much more
If a lesson I guess
I'd hold it straight away
Back to the point
Give him three Coca-Colas
He'll run away
Write up the walls and down
The little dirty scalawag of a monster
So mama, please let us out on the town
We want to drink, we want to fight
We want it all night
We're going to smash up your neighbor's car
If you don't let us out that door
It's fine and dandy
I'll just climb out me window, leave y'all
See you later, never liked you anyway
I swear I'm adopted
Stop it
Son was young
Then he turned into a monster
Calm down
Don't kill me now
I'm the oldest man in the family
I might be just a teenager
But my mind's much sharper than anybody's
And dad's just a drink, drink drunker
And I'm back to the point of the matter
I'm still here!
And I'm still walking out
I'll see you later (calm down, don't kill me now)
I'm going to get a job
Because I'm leaving school
Because I can't get at Clara Clough
Heavy heart
Leaving me so low
See you later
Mama, I'm going to be a breadwinner
Take your time
What's your clue, what up?
Don't worry mama
'Cause I'm a m-m-monster
These days it's different
(Turning us into monsters)
Kids don't fight with knives anymore
(Turning us into fire)
They fight with guns
(Turning us into monsters)
Kids have got guns
(It's all desire)
It's all desire
And they're turning us into monsters
Turning us into fire
Turning us into monsters
It's all desire
It's all desire
Drinking out
Pacifier
Take it some
Where you are
Doesn't make sense to
But it won't be long
'Cause kids with guns
Kids with guns
Easy does it, easy does it
They've got something to say no to
And they're turning you-
Calm down
Don't kill me now
Well, I never liked you mama
And I never liked your type of music
In fact I sold all your CD's
Out the back of your car just to prove it
And I spent the money
Haha, seriously
On all that whiskey
When that time I puked up on the doorstep
And you told me I was a monster
And now I'm back to tell you
That I will never end the truth
I'll be back around the way soon
Before you ever end me and I'm through
So, a killer?
That's just me
I'm the killer of a happy family
And that's fine with you, is it?
Fine with me
Fine, fuck off and die
