The Wrath of the Van Pattens

Steve and Lilly Van Patten had three children And in a matter of months, they'd already killed them By keeping them tied up and keeping them hidden Locked up in a room, their home was a prison They never left once or even saw the kitchen They were found by the cops in the worst of conditions Tied to a post in the fetal position Pale skin and bones from malnutrition In a broken down trailer where their parents were missin' And no one was ever born bad in nature And we were all conceived from above But it's a cruel, cruel world into which we're hurled And everybody only wants love Steve and Lilly Van Patten met in Manhattan They got pregnant with triplets they thought that they wanted But they changed their minds by the time they got 'em And the three little babies were soon all forgotten Lilly was fond of her pills and Steve loved his bottle And the babies were just in the way of their freedom So they locked them away so they didn't have to see them And you wonder just why, and what is the reason For the kids needed them, but they didn't need the children And some families go through life as strangers And it's hard to be alone on this earth But some children are left to be killed to their death By the very ones who gave them birth And what will become of the three little children? Will they ever be graced with a father or mother? Will they ever be able to ever recover? Did they do something wrong that they deserved to suffer? That the Van Pattens left them all of a sudden And the kids only wanted somebody to love them And although it is written that they will be forgiven I just can't help but wonderin' what I'm missin' Why do good people die when bad ones keep livin'? And the children die at the hands of their parents And not a tear do the Van Pattens mourn And in that very same house, by the very same parents Another three children are born