Psychopathic Influence

Before you kill yourself today
Stop to think
Why'd you want to do it anyway?
Don't put that gun to your head
It's much more fun killing someone else instead!

I rise up from a bubbling abyss
To take control of a mind that nobody will miss
Doctors prescribe chlorpromazine
When what's really needed is an exorcism

C'mon caress that knife, wouldn't it be a surprise
If it was an early birthday present for your wife?

You sit in your parlour on a pension
Safe from us creeps thanks to electric fencing
Surrounding the compound where they keep
The mad ones with whom I sleep

Lock and load that gun, I'll tell you how to have fun
Splatter some brains across the wall when you point it at your son

Four walls guarding keep the sanity out
A splitting headache as you scream and shout
Programmed to commit unspeakable sins
You'll find they do nothing to keep the madness in

My chainsaw is my favourite but I can let you play with it
I really suggest you ought to put it to your daughter
For a blood-curling midnight slaughter

I would so love to be the one who set you free
I charge only a minimal fee
One soul for a lifetime of satisfaction
Guaranteed

So that's the story about a man named Jed
Possessed by the demon inside his head
Damned his family with a poisonous kiss
Down through the ground to that bubb-a-lin' abyss
Hell that is, torment, the underworld