Throw your babies in the water
Let your hair down like you used to
And tell all your sons and daughters
They don't have to grow up like you
They're not supposed to
Cradled, whipped
And mother's tongue
It's not hard to see what went wrong
If I told you once, I told you twice
You can beg, you can kneel, you can pray
You'll be sacrificed
And when the morning papers did not come
We shook our heads
We knew that we were done and so we sat and prayed for
Just another try
Throw your babies in the water
Let your hair down like you used to
And tell all your sons and daughters
They don't have to grow up like you
They're not supposed to
Throw your babies in the water
Let your hair down like you used to
And tell all your sons and daughters
They don't have to grow up like you
They're not supposed to