Bubba

Tell me something if you know, son

Where did all those people come from?

I think they drink the water

Or it's something in the air

Fathers give it to their daughters

There is something wrong out there

Everybody looks alike

I hear they're all related

From what I've come to understand

It's somewhat complicated

Take a look at Bubba there

The bouncing baby boy

See it in his vacant stare

He's papa's pride and joy

His older sister is his mother

The family's rather close

Cousin married his big brother

Who has eleven toes

They keep it in the family

What they've got they share

A small, tight-knit community

Strangers should beware