5/24/2011, 2:14 pm
Pennsylvania slum
You think that we don't feel love 'cause we oppose your commie throat shove
In his angry eyes reflected a hurt scorned rejected
Man Child - hasn't got the nuts
Man Child - lives for eighteen putts
Man Child - making poverty
Man Child - it's all about me
He started his life - well no one really knows just where he started from
His father left and even though he married mom
He went away now just the same
And left him all alone with just that goofy name
This child that they're siring has some problems with his wiring
He'll only end up hating anything that he finds grating
Man Child - doesn't love the free
Man Child - scorns society
Man Child - never lets it rest
Man Child - immature at best
Mmm baby red diapers mmm baby red diapers
He started school with Stalin and Lenin as shining stars
He knew the way it felt to always be subpar to be without the simple joy
Of normal friends like any other normal boy
Don't think the country needs you - we don't live our lives to please you
A child belongs in a playpen - not in the White House garden
Man Child - never quite as good
Afraid ashamed misunderstood
Libs always love you - they'll always love you.....
Hat Tip Maksim