Dead Babies - Iced Earth

Little Betty ate a pound of aspirin

She got them from the shelf upon the wall

Betty’s mommy wasn’t there to save her

She didn’t even hear her baby call

(Waaah!)

Dead babies can’t take care of themselves

Dead babies can’t take things off the shelf

Well we didn’t want you anyway

Lalala-la, lalala-la, la la la

Daddy is an agrophile in Texas

Mommy’s on the bar most every night

Little Betty’s sleeping in the graveyard

Living there in burgundy and white

Dead babies can’t take care of themselves

Dead babies can’t take things off the shelf

Well we didn’t love you anyway

ma ma ma-ma, ma ma ma-ma, ma ma ma

Goodbye, Little Betty

Goodbye, Little Betty

So long, Little Betty

So long, Little Betty

Betty, so long

Dead babies can’t take care of themselves

Dead babies can’t take things off the shelf

Well we didn’t need you anyway

ma ma ma-ma, ma ma ma ma-ma, ma ma ma

Goodbye, Little Betty

(Order in the court! Order in the court room!

Order!

Order in the court!

Order…)