Daddy needs a car like your momma,
And you don’t need that knife any more,
You can write another letter to Obama,
But you can’t play the youth card no more

The kids are evil,
And they are talking to us 
In a language I don’t understand,
The kids are evil,
And now we’re covered in dust
While I was staring at your Instagram

They use words of kindness to kill,
They use each other to get their fill,
And when they’re done doing what they’re gonna do to me and you,
Then they’re gonna turn on each other, and hilarity will ensue

The kids are evil,
And there’s more of them than us,
I guess it’s war,
The kids are evil,
They’re taking over the bus,
And they shut the front and back door

And it’s gonna take a lot more than talking to,
You’re wasting your time 
If you think you’re getting through,
There’s nothing more here anyone can do
So just give them what they want
And let them dig a hole to fall into

Yeah

Predisposed, predisposed to the naughtiest clothes,
It’s the life that you chose,
And so it goes, so it goes,
There’s not enough tape here to tape their mouths shut,
So take us back to the days
When we could spank their little butts and kick them in the nuts

Ooh 

The kids are evil,
And they’re proud of it
In a very sick and twisted way,
The kids are evil,
And they’re shouting it out
To anyone who cares what they say

Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah