Showed up at your high school prom
With an axe in my mothafuckin' palm
And I jumped out the front, straight swinging
Necks and backs went flinging,
Head to toe
I went psychopathic
Choping throats with a hatchet
'Cause they try to get me
So I took a head with me
Ran down the hall butt-naked
If you got a life I'ma take it
'Cause I got it going on
And I broke to the female john
Motherfuckers think I'm sick
You ever seen a bitch take a shit?
Fuck dat, let her dookey-ass be
'Cause female shittin' is news to me
Climbed up the fire escape
How many lives can one motherfucker take?
One life, two life, three life, four
Throw me a Mack-10 I'm bound to take more
Fifty lives coming on eighty
Fuck this, I'm fidna whoop this lady
Tied the bitch up to the light post
Slapped her in her face 'cause I'm psycho
Beat her down and beat her up
Fucking slut
So bitches make me wonder
Kicked her gut and left my number
"Call me, fucking nympho."
Then I threw her through a window
Broke and I climbed up a tree, guy
Came back down, I don't know why
Straight up insanity
Damn, if it ain't a family
Hope they come home soon
'Cause I'm waiting in the bedroom
Sparky! We're home Sparky! Watch your foot, honey."
"Honey? Where's Sparky?"
"Mom! Dad! Lisa's in the bathroom! And I've gotta go really bad!"
"Don't worry little Joey, I'll get the bitch out!"
"Ahh!"
"Mom! Dad!"
"Like it? Have another."
I diced all cinco
Then I threw em' in the Pinto
Now I'm on Vernor bumpin' the funk
With 5 dead bodies in the trunk
And I'm doin' about ninety
To the blue and reds behind me
You can pull me over, jack
Just don't look in the back
"Hey, what's your fuckin' hurry son?"
Just don't look in the trunk
"We got a wild one here, he's naked."
Just don't look in the trunk
"He's got blood on his hands and face."
Just don't look in the trunk
"Be advised, the car is registered to a Wilson family."
Just don't look in the trunk
"Oh, the trunk you say, huh? Okay, waddya say we just have a look-see here? Oh shit!"
I'm gone and I ditched the ride
And left the dead Wilsons inside
Jetting and I'm hopping fences
Fidna do like my man in Culeen, Texas
'Cause I'm psycholistic
You look once and you missed it
Look twice and it caught your eye
Me, beating the shit out of some guy
With a bag of bricks
Impressing them dirty-ass sewer chicks
A klepto you can't trust
Should've known when I jacked the bus
Fourteen passengers riding it
One naked psycho driving it
And we goin' crippin'
And there'll be no slipping
'Cause I'm thinking the worst
Shit like woman and children die first
Make you shiver
When I drove that bitch in the river
Everybody dies
Only me survives
Innocent fucks is what I want
So I'm heading for the restaurant
"Aww shit vato, I'm fuckin' full, man."
"Fuckin' burritos man!"
"That burrito fucked me up man....Aw shit, duck man, fuck!"
"See'mon mothafucka!"
There's always gotta be a hero
But I can't be stopped with silver bullets
Or a wooden stake
It's your life I quickly take
Don't talk shit, I take 'em
Take your life, take your life
Coppers and choppers pursue
The boys in blue
The whole caroo
I do what they never think
So I'm heading for the 18th precenct
'Cause when they finally call it quits
I'll be there to cut their necks
And that's what I did
I hate a fucking pig
I get a job at the donut shop
Just to poison a cop
Kleptopathic
And I'll fuck you up in a straight jacket
'Cause they finally got me
Broke my legs and shot me
But I'm still laughing
'Cause of what happened
On the night of the axe
On the night of the axe
'Cause of what happened on the night of the axe
On the night of the axe
What happened
What happened
Just psycho
On the night of the axe
Just psycho
Just psycho
Just psycho
On the night of the axe

Writer : JOSEPH BRUCE
Copyright : Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group