We all [bad word] 
What we most dislike 
In this picket fence cartel 
Tell? 
There's nothing left to tell 

What have we [bad word] 
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 
Daddy taught well 
At the end of his belt 

We all [bad word] 
What we most dislike 
We all [bad word] 
What we most dislike 

Tell, tell? 
There's nothing left to tell 

What will I [bad word] 
When it's my turn again 
Will it hurt me more than it hurts them 
Scotch tape the volume of my mouth 
Withold the expression 
That I wasn't allowed 

Daddy taught well 
At the end of his belt 
Daddy taught well 
At the end of his belt 

We all [bad word] 
What we most dislike 
We all [bad word] 
What we most dislike 
We all [bad word] 
What we most dislike 
We all [bad word] 
What we most dislike 

Daddy taught well 
At the end of his belt 
Daddy taught well 
At the end of his belt 

Tell, tell? 
There's nothing left to tell 

We all [bad word] 
What we most dislike 
We all [bad word] 
What we most dislike 
We all [bad word] 
What we most dislike 
We all [bad word] 
What we most dislike