He took a rifle And killed a disciple So that those nagging thoughts would leave him in peace He'd drown a puppy Or shiv-shank a yuppie Just to make the voices cease Goes on a bender Then he surrenders Taken into custody So satisfying I would be lying If I didn't want to hear the plea
And so we gather round Psycho Joe The quiet loners always blow Strap him in the chair And killing bad guys is such fun Too bad we only captured one Are there any more out there? Are there any more out there? And in the weirdest way it sets him free He's finally rid of you and me Joe and his electric chair
He worshiped Satan And liked Iron Maiden And now he's in the cold, cold ground For more exciting Staging and lighting Waited till the sun went down Killed someone's daughter With the chain that they bought her What's a daddy gonna do? But the most annoyed Were the talk show tabloids Because they couldn't get an interview
And so we gather round Psycho Joe The quiet loners always blow Strap him in the chair And killing bad guys is such fun Too bad we only captured one Are there any more out there? Are there any more out there? Any more out there?
You've got your heroes Caesars and Neros Men of infamy and fame Now we've got Joe Joe Have we sunk so low? Guess I've got myself to blame An eye for an eye Won't get you by Good book says that it's a sin But the ratings war Says that if we kill more Psychopaths then we will win
And so we gather round Psycho Joe The quiet loners always blow Strap him in the chair And killing bad guys is such fun Too bad we only captured one Are there any more out there? Are there any more out there? In the weirdest way it sets him free He's finally rid of you and me Joe and his electric, Joe and his electric Joe and his electrical chairTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
