Discipline for Edwin Lyrics

Where is my wooden club? Where is my wooden club?
I've torn the closet up. The house is overrun with wild, screaming children
Edwin is running wild. Edwin is running wild.
Where is my wooden club?
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I'll shut you up boy, I'll put you down
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I'll break your arm boy, your mother's not around
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Where is my wooden club?
A coat-hanger will do. A coat-hanger will do.
It's all that I can find. It's rusted metal head is thin and twisted, but broad and wooden are it's shoulders,
straight enough to tame a child, straight enough to tame a child.
A coat-hanger will do.
Edwin your eyes are dead
I've torn their sockets up. They're scarred with milky glaze, forever canceled.
Edwin you'll grow up blind. Edwin you'll grow up blind.
Forgive me, forgive me, little one. Please forgive me, little one.