Spoil The Child - Fad Gadget

Pale children gone wild

Under steaming skies

Breaking their bodies and minds

With their vision filled eyes

Your skin for a song

Your skin for a song

Sing along, it won’t be long

Your skin for a song

Your skin for a song

Sing along, it won’t be long

Past love hardly human

You’ve offered them nothing but lies

And now in your weekness

You witness the strength of their cries

Your skin for a song

Your skin for a song

Sing along, it won’t be long

Your skin for a song

Your skin for a song

Sing along, it won’t be long

Spare the rod and spoil the child

Turn my baby weak and mild

Spare the rod and spoil the child

Turn my baby weak and mild

Pale children gone cold

In the failing light

You bought them and blessed them

Caressed them

They surrendered their sight

Your skin for a song

Your skin for a song

Sing along, it won’t be long

Your skin for a song

Your skin for a song

Sing along, it won’t be long