Wanna talk about what I've seen Broken branch in the family tree Mom's expecting, we're expecting A little something coming real soon Ride my bike home, nothin' seems wrong Then she told me, then she showed me What had happened, not to be sad Nothing goes exactly as planned We will have another one A daughter or a son But what I saw was Neither one of those, so I still remember the textbook shape in the Tupperware clear container Then she told me, then she showed me What had happened, not to be sad We will have another one A daughter or a son What I saw was Neither one of those, so We, we washed it down Round and around There was no life So we put it out of sight Porcelain holds holy water Spinning around is a son or daughter Life is precious all of the time But everything goes, everything dies We will have another one A daughter or a son What I saw was Neither one of those, so We, washed it down Round and around There was no life We washed it down There was no life We washed it down There was no life So we put it out of sight