Psycho
Psycho
Can Mary fry some fish, Mamma
Cause I'm as hungry as can be
Oh lordy how I wish, Mamma
You could keep that baby quiet
Cause my head is killing me
I saw my ex again last night, Mamma
She was at the dance at Miller's store
She was with that Jackie White, Mamma
I killed them both and they're buried
Under Jenkins in the morgue
You think I'm psycho, don't you Mamma?
Mamma pour me a cup
You think I'm psycho, don't you Mamma?
You better let 'em lock me up
Don't hand me Johnny's pup, Mamma
'Cause I might squeeze him too tight
I'm having crazy dreams again, Mamma
So let me tell you about last night
I woke up in Johnny's room, Mamma
Standing right there beside his bed
With my hands around his throat, Mamma
Wishing both of us were dead
You think I'm psycho, don't you Mamma?
I just killed Johnny's pup
You think I'm psycho, don't you Mamma?
You better let 'em lock me up
You know that little girl next door, Mamma?
I believe her name was Betty Clark
Well, don't tell me she's dead, Mamma
'Cause I just saw her in the park
We were sitting on a bench, Mamma
Thinking of a game to play
Seems I was holding a wrench, Mamma
Then my mind just walked away
You think I'm psycho, don't you Mamma?
I didn't mean to break your cup
You think I'm psycho, don't you Mamma?
Oh Mamma, why don't you get up?
- Artist:Beasts of Bourbon
- Album:The Axeman's Jazz (1984)