downstairs there s a blackboard scribbled on and filled in with white lies and cruel tricks i admit it and guilt kicks in like a sharp pin guilt kicks in like a sharp pin now payment s worshipped payola in the sun people who kill for food or fun i don t know my right from wrong but could i wipe the sin away away away but when her finger points at me i fall to my iron knees i ll swear on the book take the vow i ll be pure just like i was i will wash away the sin i will get my second chance i will wipe the slate clean with an eraser i will wash away the sin i will get my second chance i will wipe the slate clean with an eraser and now i m in a courtroom filled with kangaroos and plants with teeth they re hungry twelve of them in a box they say you have done this awful deed now you have to pay and the judge is twenty stories high he rolls his bulgy eyes then he gives me a halo i try it on for size and yet i still worry i didn t get the moral of the story