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