[Verse 1]
I've got the blood of prostitution coursing through my veins
Insanity in Cincinnati making me insane
I think I'll go out west, yeah, maybe steal a guitar
Write songs of psychodrama, maybe be a star
[Chorus]
You make me f**ed up, you make me stagger
Yeah, f**ed up, stab her, stab her
You make me f**ed up, you make me stagger
Yeah, f**ed up, stab her, stab her
And I am who*emonger, you are horror
[Verse 2]
New age philosophies have never sued in my taste
Sympathy for human maggots is such a f**ing waste
I'll find a flock of lost little girls, bend ‘em to my will
Begin to talk of end days war, warriors of bloodspill
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
I spend my life in institutions, I don't seem to care
I am in the minds of little children floating through the air
LSD, the true name of god, visions showing all
Prophets sent down to me
John, George, Ringo, and Paul
[Chorus x2]