I have no life so I'll take yours Sorry, I'm just a little bored
I had no love at home Mother was always stoned Father was never kind to me Oh this will be
A lot of fun
Maybe a buck-knife on your throat Don't worry that was just a joke
I saw it on the tube
Some boys are so confused But we'll discuss it after tea Oh this will be
A lot of fun Oo la la la
Henry Lee Lucas, Son of Sam Charles Whitman, now there was a man Too bad that all our hero's
Ended as social zeros
But they sure loved a killing spree Oh this will be
A lot of fun Oo la la la
That look of horror on your face
Could not be deemed as common place The terror in your eyes
The way that you despise Cuts to the very heart of me Oh this will be
A lot of fun Oo la la la
Michael Fracasso - Thurston's Lament Lyrics
Michael Fracasso - Thurston's Lament Lyrics
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I have no life so I'll take yours Sorry, I'm just a little bored
I had no love at home Mother was always stoned Father was never kind to me Oh this will be
A lot of fun
Maybe a buck-knife on your throat Don't worry that was just a joke
I saw it on the tube
Some boys are so confused But we'll discuss it after tea Oh this will be
A lot of fun Oo la la la
Henry Lee Lucas, Son of Sam Charles Whitman, now there was a man Too bad that all our hero's
Ended as social zeros
But they sure loved a killing spree Oh this will be
A lot of fun Oo la la la
That look of horror on your face
Could not be deemed as common place The terror in your eyes
The way that you despise Cuts to the very heart of me Oh this will be
A lot of fun Oo la la la
I had no love at home Mother was always stoned Father was never kind to me Oh this will be
A lot of fun
Maybe a buck-knife on your throat Don't worry that was just a joke
I saw it on the tube
Some boys are so confused But we'll discuss it after tea Oh this will be
A lot of fun Oo la la la
Henry Lee Lucas, Son of Sam Charles Whitman, now there was a man Too bad that all our hero's
Ended as social zeros
But they sure loved a killing spree Oh this will be
A lot of fun Oo la la la
That look of horror on your face
Could not be deemed as common place The terror in your eyes
The way that you despise Cuts to the very heart of me Oh this will be
A lot of fun Oo la la la
Writer: FRACASSO, SEXTON, Charlie Sexton, Michael Fracasso
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Performed By: Michael Fracasso
Length: 3:37
Written by: FRACASSO, SEXTON, Charlie Sexton, Michael Fracasso