[Intro] N.C. Aaaaaaah Aaaaaaaaaaah [Verse] She’s a dead beat mom a one woman pogrom A tri-polar paradigm a lunatika time bomb When everything is alright she makes everything wrong Living only to spite and spit napalm [Chorus] She’s a dead beat mom She’s a dead beat mom She’s a dead beat mom [Verse] She’s a dead beat mom  storm without a calm VPA and lithium is what she should be on An emotional vacuum a good vibe tampon She got her degree in poisonous pedagogy Taught by her mom [Bridge] Someone stop her before she destroys The childhoods of my two boys My sons mean everything to me So I pray for some agency To tell her that she’s wrong But the dead beat mom isn’t able to hack it She needs to be in a Prada straight jacket A padded rubber room is where she belong It’s the perfect place for maybe add some mace for [Verse] The dead beat mom she’s my Vietnam I got PTSD and an STD Is everything okay? No everything is wrong Last week I saw her humming this song She’s a dead beat mom She’s a dead beat mom She’s a dead beat mom She’s a dead beat mom