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well my father was a fisherman in love with robert serviceand my mother was a cheerleader in esko, minesottaand my uncle introduced them and they really hit it offand they thought they were in lovethey decided to get married,they had a couple kids, one of them was meand my sister jennywell my father was thought to be the life of every partyand my mother's other women friends they looked at her with envybut what they didn't know lurked within the lamp shadewas a bitter man, was a selfish manwith a hollow chest, didn't have a heartthat was my dear old manwell maybe they were victims of what was expected of themit was just before the dawning of the new sex revolutionand maybe they thought marriage was the proper thing to doand in reality they probably just wanted to screw, yeahoh the things you do when you want to screwstupid things that you dowell sometimes i feel the product of a loveless interactionand i feel my heart was swallowed somewhere in the last transcationcause i saw the death of love between my parents and their familiesand that really tore me up inside, i was just 6 years oldbut i believe in love, protect your innocencedon't give in to being bitter Aus Songtexte Mania