Lemonade Stand

I poisoned the lemonade stand
I let the children die by my own hands
The one the kids ran on sunshine lane
Next to where all the neighborhood children played
Only 10 cents for a colorful cup
But nothing for the smile you saw close up

I poisoned the lemonade stand
I let the children die by my own hands

I don't know why I poisoned the lemonade
It must have been something about it that I hate
I guess that's what happens when your insides
Are nothing but a black sludge
That tastes like pesticides

I poisoned the lemonade stand
I let the children die by my own hands