Honey Pie Crimes

Baby and the spilt milk

Honey Pie Crimes

Oh baby when the milk spills on the floor

Pours out its contents without warning

The carton bounce makes mommy scream

Daddy thinks it’s funny but daddy is wrong

Baby must die in his sleep tonight just because

Isn’t it a lovely day today with the birds chirping

Sun beaming on the perfectly calm afternoon

Mommies eyes fill up with real tears of diamonds

They become saucer size when worlds collide

And in her lily white mind thoughts turn south

As she screams and the guns come out

Daddy knows how to fix everything with a smile

Milk is serious business you know

Order must be kept in the perfect home

Mommy looks funny with her head spinning around

And what is that green stuff spewing from her mouth

She says, “Go to sleep my little one”

Sometimes mommies get tired too

No one will hurt the baby or leave evidence around

That would be stupid and dumb

Not a drop of blood or milk will be found

We keep a perfect house nice and clean

Isn’t that right my little honey pie thing?