Dead Babies/ Killer

Little Betty ate a pound of Aspirin
She got them off the shelf up on the wall
Now, Betty's mommy, she wasn't there to save her
She didn't even hear her baby call her

Dead babies can't take care of themselves
Dead babies can't take things off the shelf
Well, we, we didn't love you anyway

Daddy, he's a necrophile in Texas
Mommy's on the bar 'most every night
Little Betty sleeping in the graveyard
She's living there in burgundy and white

Dead babies can't take care of themselves
Dead babies can't take things off the shelf
Well, we, we didn't want you anyway

Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Little Betty
I said so long, so long, so long, so long
Little Betty
Poor Betty, so long

Dead babies can't take care of themselves
Dead babies can't take (things off the) shelf
We, we didn't want you anyway

Little Betty

I hear a call from out under a rock
I crawled out from under my mother's womb
And in her rage
I crawled right back in