[Verse 1]
I can barely make out
A little light from the house on the cul-de-sac
A bedroom upstairs
It's a family affair

[Verse 2]
I've watched you in class
Your eyes are cut glass and you stay covered up
Head to your toe
So nobody will notice you

[Chorus]
I might not be a man yet
But that bastard will never be, so I'm cleaning my Weatherby
And I sight in my scope, and I hope against hope
I hope against hope

[Post-Chorus]
Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na

[Verse 3]
Your mother seems nice
I don't understand why she won't say anything
As if she can't see
Who he turned out to be
[Chorus]
And I might not be a man yet
But your father will never be, so I load up my Weatherby
And I let out my breath, and I couple with death
I couple with death

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 4]
Saw your father last night
And in the window, the light made a silhouette
Saw him hold you that way
He won't hold you that way anymore, Yvette

[Interlude]
Thank you
Well, we've done it, we got one more song on that Southeastern album for you (Yeah)
I like this one, this one's a good one here
We didn't wanna put like, "Elephant" at the end
'Cause we wanted people to have the psychic energy to listen to another album
Ever again
So this is what we went with