Picket Fence Cartel Lyrics - At The Drive In

We all become 

What we most dislike 

In this picket fence cartel 

Tell? There's nothing left to tell 

What have we become 

Cycle all over again 

Filled the shoes 'til I was ten 

In front of the classroom 

In front of my peers 

That day will always be remembered 

'Cause it was etched in tears 

Daddy taught well 

At the end of his belt 

We all become 

What we most dislike 

The walk is too long and I'm tired 

Tell? There's nothing left to tell 

What will I become 

When it's my turn again 

Will it hurt me more than it hurts them 

Scotch tape the volume of my mouth 

Withhold the expression 

That I wasn't allowed 

Daddy taught well 

At the end of his belt