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