Razor Blade Lullabye

Hush, little teenager, don't say a word,
The Razor's gonna make you be heard.

And when that blood comes pouring down,
The Razor's gonna take a bow.

And if those people don't hear you speak,
The Razor's gonna make you even more weak.

And if that weakness is not seen,
Razor'll turn you nasty and mean.

And if that meanness is given neglect,
The Razor's gonna make you into a reject.

And if those people ignore your protest,
The Razor's gonna give you a nice long rest.

And in that coffin you will stay,
Because The Razor came out to play.

And they'll place your picture on front page,
The Razor's now made you all the rage.

Just be thankful of the day,
you met me... The Razor Blade.