Ladies and gentlemen, the first lyric transcription from Sons Of Incest, a harrowing tale of Lance's Mom facing an unwanted pregnancy, and a reminder of the chilling fate that Lance narrowly escaped:
SUCK OUT A BABY TONIGHT
Morning, your douche, wash bedsheet linen
EPT results they have you spinnin’
Go through the day with further sinnin’
Why don’t you
You dress in the colors of a harlot
Discount your vag like a used car lot
Throw yourself down the brothel stairs
They’re gonna suck out a baby tonight
Two hundred fifty gonna make it alright
Tomorrow dawns like a paid-for feticide
they’re gonna suck out a baby tonight
Whoring
It’s a dirty business, whoring
When the sex act becomes so boring
When the ob/gyn is exploring
He’s gonna suck out a baby tonight
Fetal screams stepping into the light
Tomorrow dawns like a paid-for feticide
He’s gonna suck out a baby tonight
Hope is where the dumpster is
Where the church strictly forbids
The hanger used to cause so much pain
They’re gonna suck out a baby tonight
Two hundred fifty gonna make it alright
Tomorrow dawns like a paid-for feticide
they’re gonna suck out a baby tonight
Like a bird, an unknown father takes flight
A conception you know you must smite
They’re gonna suck out a baby tonight