Syriana.

All our kids:
Taken as we slept

Naturally
Jesus wept

It was bound to happen anyway
They weren't well
Kept

In the cupboards. Dressers. Underneath the steps

But my hands were tied
But my hands were tied

Stepping on the cracks
Bounce the ball against the jacks
Pomegranate, death and tax
Underhand it, send the fax

I think it's time for one of us to make a choice
And what is this I smell? Is your vagina getting moist?
Undo your push-up bra
Raw daddy. Raw daddy
Breaking off the needles. Breaking off the needles
Just release the chemicals and get it while it's fetal
And they'll never see us spinning off
The axis of evil

But my hands were tied
But my hands were tied!

I didn't set a red line!
The world set a red line!
I just crossed it