From the Cradle To the Gutter

I didn't draw this picture, I didn't paint this scene

I'll beat you down, pluck your eyes out and take them home with me

Only looking out for me myself and I

Face down in the gutter is where I'll end up sometime

An eye for an eye will make the whole world blind

Why should I care as long as I have both of mine?

What would mama think

What would daddy say

Compare me to my brother

"You're the rotten apple, of this family tree

Your fruit is sour, it's not sweet like ours don't you see"

These words in my throat, they make me choke it hurt so bad

Family and friends, I can't steal the only things I wish I had

Get off your knees, no time to pray

'Plata O Plomo', your brain ain't far from paint

What would mama think

What would daddy say

Compare me to my brother

From the cradle to the gutter

Sewer rat, would you look at that. I make my living in these creatures habitat

What a shame, I've dug my own grave, both feet in the dirt now I've become a seed in this earth now

On my head stone write today's date

But still crane your neck and call my name when you hear the red horses neigh

What would mama think

What would daddy say

Compare me to my brother

From the cradle to the gutter

What would mama think

What would daddy say

Look what you're doing to your mother

From the cradle to the gutter