| He took a rifle
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| And killed a disciple
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| So that those nagging thoughts would leave him in peace
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| Hed drown a puppy
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| Or shive-shank a yuppie
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| Just to make the voices cease
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| Goes on a bender
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| Then he surrenders
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| Taken into custody
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| So satisfying I would be lying
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| If I didnt want to hear the plea
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| And so we gather round psycho joe
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| The quiet loners always blow
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| Strap him in the chair
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| And killing bad guys is such fun
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| Too bad we only captured one
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| Are there any more out there
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| Are there any more out there
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| And in the weirdest way it sets him free
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| Hes finally rid of you and me Joe and his electric chair
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| He worshiped satan
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| And liked iron maiden
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| And now hes in the cold cold ground
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| For more exciting
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| Staging and lighting
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| We waited till the sun went down
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| Killed someones daughter
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| With the chain that they bought her
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| Whats a daddy gonna do But the most annoyed
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| Were the talk show tabloid
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| Because they couldnt get an interview
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| And so we gather round psycho joe
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| The quiet loners always blow
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| Strap him in the chair
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| And killing bad guys is such fun
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| Too bad we only captured one
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| Are there any more out there
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| Are there any more out there
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| Any more out there?
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| Youve got your heroes
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| Ceasars and neros
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| Men of infamy and fame
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| Now weve got jo jo Have we sunk so low
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| Guess Ive got myself to blame
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| An eye for an eye
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| Wont get you by Good book says that its a sin
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| But the ratings war
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| Says that if we kill more
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| Psychopaths then we will win
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| And so we gather round psycho joe
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| The quiet loners always blow
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| Strap him in the chair
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| And killing bad guys is such fun
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| Too bad we only captured one
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| Are there any more out there
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| Are there any more out there
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| And in the weirdest way it sets him free
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| Hes finally rid of you and me Joe and his electric, joe and his electric
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| Joe and his electrical chair |