The Daddy, insurance salesman with a life that's just hard and mean
The Mama's the flop-house janitor, the flop-house janitor queen
Singing songs of serendipity to the Seattle moon
And there's rhythm in a melody that's just a little out of tune
And Billy Johansson got paddled, got a faintly busted spleen
He's got a frontal lobe that's frazzled like a popcorn machine
Had a habit the size of Stockholm, ruled his world with a cattle-prod
But Billy Boy got paddled when the man gave the nod
And paid a little insurance to a Daddy cold and mean
And hired a little sweepin' up from the flop-house janitor queen
And Billy Johansson' got paddled with a 'Beretta' bullet in his butt
He's gotta Gothenberg Gob-stopper in his gut
And the Daddy left a promissory note on a wreath of tobacco spit
And someone was heard singing serendipity songs when Billy Boy got hit
Yeah, Daddys commission only with a heart that's cold and mean
And Mama's the flop-house janitor, she's the flop-house janitor queen