Music & Lyrics by Miles O'Neal, 1/28/88
You know, I love to help them out... They get so happy; they scream and shout! I loves to set those people free; Can't have no burdens on Society. Darla drowned in salt-water; she should have learned to surf. Peter got himself cut up; must not have been his turf. Janie got an overdose; I hope she felt no pain. It's worth it all, despite the cost, cause there's so much to gain. Million Dollar Babies! Billion Dollar Babies! Got to pay for my Mercedes; got to pay for my Benz; got to pay for my great big house; can you tell me where it ends? Parts is parts and lately I've been seeing them in my dreams... Disembodied, gaping mouths, but I can't hear them scream. Floating eyeballs, some are sad, and some stare furiously; Tiny hands are cleanched in terror, or fear, or pointing at me! Everybody's doing it; the courts say it's alright. I'm a Doctor! I'm a Helper! I'm a Shining, White Knight! Lately it's been easier to get to sleep (I think...) As long as each and every night I have a little more to drink. Billion Dollar Babies! Trillion Dollar Babies! Got to pay for my therapist's brand new Mercedes-Benz; Got some kids of my own to raise... Can you tell me where it ends? Please, tell me where it ends! Tell me!!
Last updated: 14 Jun 1994
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