Aborted Jesus - Sudden Infant Horse Syndrome lyrics

You place your infant in its crib You a**ume everything's fine But you've got problem on your hands And its nature is equine Sudden Infant Horse Syndrome Whoops, your baby's a dead horse Sudden Infant Horse Syndrome I love beating this dead horse You hear the neigh You hear the crash You run back to his room The child is gone and now his crib Has become a stallion's tomb Stop crying and deal with it. Baby isn't coming back to mommy. So make the best with what you've been dealt That horse will make a tasty salami