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)