Lyrics

The summer’s here, you’ve got this kid
So you ship him away like your parents did
You drop him off, he starts to cry
Then you shrug your shoulders and you wave goodbye

Oh, your only son
Oh, I don’t mean to inveigh
But his psyche is made of wet
Papier mache

Stabbed through the heart
And you're to blame
You give your son a sad face
The blood droplets falling down like rain
You give your son a sad face
Yeah, you give your son a sad face