(Eugene Robinson)
Daughter threw quarter
Down the wishing well
Daughter threw quarter
Right down the wishing well
And that wishing well
Goes straight down to hell

See her old man
With a beer in a can
Stayed good and drunk
While the good times ran
And try as he might
The mighty still are damned

And a long time ago
When the good were
Swung down low
Back in the time of Pharaoh
I used to feel bad
For the bad times we had
But now I don't feel anything
Any more

(Lydia Lunch)
I'm in the backyard
Barefoot by the woodshed
Daddy he can't find me
I'm doing the bad thing
Out in the backyard
Barefoot by the woodshed
Daddy he can't find me
I'm doing the bad thing
Hey come and get me
What are you waiting for?
You can't seem to find me
I'm out in the backyard
And that glitter is the root of all evil
And that glitter got her good
While daughter hung overt that muddy hole
Staring into dreams of plenty
Her lace caught the ill wind
And drew her in and down heavy

Daughter threw quarter
And the blood in the water
Is sure to tell that
That wishing well goes straight down to hell

And bent and floating in the water
Daughter
Bent and floating in the water