They look like everyone else
With their crooked smile
But the little ones know better
Their hearts cold and vile
Most of the time these people
keep their secrets kept
No one knows all the times
the good little kiddies wept
But sometimes they become bold
and we all see who they are
They are the child beaters
Someone should hit them with a car
I wish I could hit you
when you hit them
I wish I could hit you
when you hit them
I wish I could hit you
when you hit them
But I'm not screwed up like you
Don't lecture me about your rights
you don't deserve to speak to me
Don't tell me it's not my business
It's plain for all to see
They didn't do anything wrong
They don't deserve the belt
They never asked for you
to give them those welts
I wish I could hit you
when you hit them
I wish I could hit you
when you hit them
I wish I could hit you
when you hit them
But I'm not screwed up like you
Don't touch them again
I'll step between you if I have to
Get the hell away from them
I'll smack you if I have to
I WISH I COULD HIT YOU
I WISH I COULD HIT YOU
I WISH I COULD HIT YOU
WHEN YOU HIT THEM
I WISH I COULD HIT YOU
I WISH I COULD HIT YOU
I WISH I COULD HIT YOU
WHEN YOU HIT THEM
But I'm not screwed up like you...
