Daddy

[Part I: Daddy]

[Intro: Jonathan Davis]

Mother, please forgive me

I just had to get out all my pain and suffering

Now that I am done, remember I will always love you

I'm your son

[Verse 1: Jonathan Davis]

Little child, looking so pretty

Come out and play, I'll be your daddy

Innocent child, looking so sweet

I'll rape your mind and now your flesh I reap

[Chorus: Jonathan Davis]

You raped, I feel dirty

It hurt, as a child

Tied down, "That's a good boy"

And fucked your own child

I scream, no one hears me

It hurt, I'm not a liar

My God, saw you watch

Mommy, why your own child?

[Verse 2: Jonathan Davis]

Little child, looking so pretty

Come out and play, I'll be your daddy

[Chorus: Jonathan Davis]

You raped, I feel dirty

It hurt, as a child

Tied down, "That's a good boy"

And fucked your own child

I scream, no one hears me

It hurt, I'm not a liar

My God, saw you watch

Mommy, why?

[Interlude: Jonathan Davis]

It's alright

[Chorus: Jonathan Davis]

You raped, I feel dirty

It hurt, as a child

Tied down, "That's a good boy"

And fuck, your own child

I weep, no one hears me

It hurt, as a child

Tied down, no one hit me

And raped your own child

I'm sick, no one hears me

It hurt, as a child

Tied down, "That's a good boy"

You fucked your own child

I speak, no one hears me

It hurt, as a child

Tied down, no one hears me

Mommy, why your own child?

[Bridge: Jonathan Davis]

I didn't touch you there

Mommy said she didn't care

I didn't touch you there

That's why Mommy stopped and stared

[Verse 3: Jonathan Davis]

Little child, looking so sweet

I rape your mind, and on your flesh I reap

[Chorus: Jonathan Davis]

You raped, I feel dirty

It hurt, as a child

Tied down, "That's a good boy"

And fuck your own child

I scream, no one hears me

It hurt, I'm not a liar

My God, saw you watch

Mommy, why your own child?

You raped, I feel dirty

It hurt, I'm not a liar

My God, saw you watch

Daddy, why your own child?

I scream, no one hears me

It hurt, I'm not a liar

My God, saw you watch

Mommy, why your own child?

You raped, I feel dirty

It hurt, I'm not a liar

My God, saw you watch

Mommy, why your own child?

I scream, no one hears me

It hurt, I'm not a liar

My God, saw you watch

Mommy, why?

[Interlude: Jonathan Davis]

I fuckin' hate you

Oh, you fucker

Motherfucker, I fuckin' hate you, fuck you

You son of a bitch

You fuckin' ruined my life

I wanted to die

I'm sick of it, motherfucker

You fuckin' bitch

I hate you

I fuckin' hate you

I hate you

You piece of shit

Why?

I hate you

[Outro: Judith Kiener]

When I awake, I'll see Thy face

When I awake, I will see Thy light

Mother, awake me from my dreams

Mother, awake me in Thy light

Hand in hand, we are dancing together

Dancing together in Thy Light

[Part II: Michael & Geri]

[Spoken]

Hi, Geri

Uh, is it okay if I come over and take a look at your exhaust manifold on your Dodge Dart?

I've got a piece missing somewhere on mine, and I'm not sure what it is

I wanna see what you got on yours, ha-ha

Throttle lever strikes dashpot rod; the rod must push diaphragm back

Before it can move back, air must be pushed up in

This causes the diaphragm to move slowly when the throttle valve is moved away

Stream will force diaphragm out, the air must now vent, dashpot is ready to work again

(Mhm, see this?)

I don't care what that-

(The rod that they're talking about—)

I don't care what that looks like, Geri, I'm telling you what the dash-pot is

Where's the dash-pot on here, Geri?

(I don't know)

Dashpot is inside. Geri, where it's hooked up at

And that is not made— that is not made to regulate the fuckin' choke goin' back and forth

(And that's not the end-loader?)

That's so you can get pure fuel in there

As soon as you start cranking it over, woah

It will start sucking, and when I start sucking, this choke here-

'Cause you can't just have pure fuel, it won't light, you have to have a little bit of oxygen

It sucks open and it cracks the choke like this

And that's how that works

(That is not what you just said)

I said no, Geri, the heating is the motherfucking spring

This one here, as soon as you start turnin' over the engine

It's supposed to pull it back when the vacuum starts

When the vacuum starts, nothin' to do with fuckin' heat, vacuum

(Why are you screaming?)

Because you said— you said "It's supposed to work off heat," no, Geri

(You said, "As the car gradually warms up...")

As it gradually warms up, this motherfucker with the coil, the spring, opens it up

This has already done its job; the only thing it's job is to do is when you're cranking the engine up

After it's been choked, all it does is pull back, and it cracks it open just a pinch

(Then you don't know what it's called)

The Choke Vacuum Diaphragm (Okay)

I mean, it's right there in the book

(Sure it is)

Oh, God, you're a hard, hard woman to live with

(If it was right here in the book, I would have found it)

Oh, you motherfucker, you asshole, you stupid son of a bitch, you showed it to me

(What?)

You showed me the goddamn thing in the book, what it was called, that's what I knew what it was

(Get out of here and quit yelling at me)

No, Geri, you're fucked

(I haven't seen that in there)

"I haven't seen it," you stupid son of a bitch

(That vacuum thing? Yes)

(We don't know what the little business is.)

(It doesn't explain anything, I haven't read anything that explains that)

I told you what it says (yeah, you did, yes, yesterday)

I just told you what it did

And you're sittin' there saying you never saw that before

And yet you're the one that fuckin' showed me it, Geri

(You stink like gas)

(I told you that fuckin' fuel filter was not on there)

(It's not that fuckin' orange business hanging across the goddamn business)

Let's try rebuilding the fucking carburetor first, Geri

Let me tell you something, Geri

Let me tell you a little secret, Geri

(Don't tell me any secrets, be quiet)

Oh, man, I quit, I am fed up, I mean

I tell you something and you fuckin' don't believe me

You show me something and you still don't fuckin' believe me

(I can't show you anything, Michael, because your head is blank)

Well, you're sitting there telling me that motherfucker isn't that

Well, that's not how it works

Well, Geri, a mechanic told me that's how it works

(Who's talking about the truck? We're talking about-)

A Dodge Dart, on slant 6

(You have lost your mind)

What are you talkin' about?

(My God)