In a tizzy, he took a big ole' kitchen knife
In a tizzy, he took 1 or 2 or 3 lives
That day or night. No one can say
He was anxious for a short while
Now his mother has him on file
In a bathroom, he looked all the way down
At a city painted completely brown
That day or night. No one can say
He was anxious for a short while
Now the police have him on file
In a church in the woods by the creek
He did lurch in drag ready to squeak
Normality in a dress sewn by me
He will never ever come back
Something did crack