Beasts of Bourbon Follow
Psycho lyrics
Can Mary fry some fish, Mamma
Cause I'm as hunger 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 millers store
She was with that Jacky Wite, Mamma
I killed them both and they're burried
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 in 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 Johny'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
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
Part of these releases
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- Track 4 on Box Set
- 3 Graveyard Train
- 5 Drop Out
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- Track 4 on The Axemans Jazz
- 3 Grave Yard Train
- 5 Drop Out
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- Track 1 on Psycho
- 2 Good Times
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