I am a Wicked Child
Mother Mary come to me
For I am a wicked child
I have sinned and I am so confused
For I am a wicked child
I am the Devil's son
And I wish I could be good
I walk the crooked mile
Yeah I wish I could be good
If I could have kept on the straight and narrow
But God broke your heart
Now I wake up in the night
He's tugging at my arms and legs
Like I was a marionette
Send baby Jesus
To radiate his lie