Just a po' town girl
Breeding in a horny world
She took the gravy train running on welfare

Just a dopey boy
Raised from ratholes in South Detroit
He hopped the gravy train banging everywhere

I seen 'em in a smoky room
Shooting wine and snorting cheap perfume
On Section 8 they can live the life
They breed on and on and on and on...

Welfare mothers
Strolling up and down the boulevard
Their babies howling in the night

Needy people
Living to inhale street potions
Their stash hides somewhere in the night

Don't stop conceiving
Eat paint chips off the ceiling
Needy people whoa whoa whoa

Working hard but for no reward
After taxes all I am is poor
My boss should take a midnight train going anywhere

Working hard so someone's cup is filled
From my labor all they get is thrills
I'd sell my soul just to win at dice
So roll 'em one more time

Some girls binge, some girls booze
Some girls make their fellas milk their boobs
Having brat after brat after brat
It goes on and on and on and on

Welfare suckers
Whoring up and down the boulevard
Their lives don't seem that bad to me

Think I'll
Rent a room
Replace my mantool with a womb
And breed babies.
I just want to eat and sleep.

So don't stop conceiving...