Out the crooked trunk of humanity

Its tree has never grown straight

Relying on a life of profanity

Has given us a life of sad fate

Fathers are not with their families

Mothers addicted to foggy minds

Children sleep in the alleys

The eyes no longer shine

Alcohol is more family than food

And there is no heart in the home

All thoughts are only lewd
Lives fade like sea foam

Our very selves have been stolen

Oh how far have we fallen