P.T.S.U.C. Video (MV)

Born out of passion so was he
Conceived accidentally
That his life was a mistake they made sure he knew
And they made him very grateful too
As he spawned into disgrace
He learned to always know his place
Never show his sorry face
Punish the sad unrighteous child

He learned to keep well out of sight
Never question what was right
Not hear the noises in the night
Punish the sad unrighteous child
And as he grew to be a lad
He was beaten whenever he was bad
Repented that he'd made them mad
Punish the sad unrighteous child

Though it hurt he understood
They did it all for his own good
Bastions of great parenthood
Punish the sad unrighteous child
And as he grew to be a teen
He learned to forget things he'd seen
Never get caught in between
Punish the sad unrighteous child

As he grew to an adult
He never held his folks at fault
Rationalised each fresh assault

'Cause through the bruises, cuts and stings
He knew he owed them everything
All they'd sacrificed for his upbringing
Punish the sad unrighteous child

And when one day he took a wife
And they in turn brought forth new life
He brought it up as best he knew
Punish the sad unrighteous child
Punish the sad unrighteous child
Punish the sad unrighteous child