I went to church today
to borrow some religion
to steal some daily bread
so I could feed the pigeons
at the park
there's some poor bastard child
calling every stranger daddy
and the silver smile man
in a gold trim caddy

scout for some suicide cult
scout for some suicide cult

some wild eyed harridan
screaming at her children
with jaws like a rusty old saw
she's like some
bitchy truck stop waitress
who takes pride
in serving you wrong
a home town girl
whose hometown is gone
she's watching her
womanhood fade
watching her womanhood fade

the wasted
the blasted
the ignorant, belligerent
the innocent all great and small
the broken connection
the need for affection
pain it's a playground for all
pain it's a playground for all

the silver smile man watches
and smokes a cigarette, and
waits for the moment
to cast his net

the wasted 
the blasted
the ignorant, belligerent
the innocent all great and small
the broken connection
the need for affection
kid was just playing at the park
in the playground at the park
just another everyday massacre
in the play ground at the park

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