All Manner of Pox or Canker by The Paper Chase Lyrics

...You'd better lock your doors and watch your own kids!
That's what you're all gonna get!
Your children will turn against you!

The ghosts will toast champagne
And organize like veins
Conspire and then commiserate
And then it's into the oven, into the oven
The baby hair you saved
Will circle around their drains
They got a big sick surprise for you…
Yeah, it's, it's in the oven, it's in the oven

Into the oven you go
Into the oven you go
Into the oven you go now
It's into the oven, into the oven

Into the oven you go
Into the oven you go
Into the oven you go now
It's into the oven, into the oven
Into the oven you go
Into the oven you go
Into the oven you go now
It's into the oven, into the oven

So that the few that are left will be more easily controllable