This is the fam’ly o’ Manson…it’s a slitty jab ya get
Cut them an’ make them dead…paint ‘Pig’ from a jug’lar jet
A fightin’ family…they’re far worse than Pammy Lee
At anytime an instigation, he gives the sign
Shivvy are his little pets…Hell’s worst he’s gonna get
For sure, his nuts in a vice

He’s a killer: mean
Gun proud, a feller keen
Die: ya might, if he’s on the scene
Guaranteed you’ll blow yer ‘hind (ev’ry time)

Ooh, pecker tended: rather nice
It’s orgyful, a happy night…(wanna try)

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If annoyed: implications…he’ll send ‘em to the Tate address
The degradation…his folk just like a bloody mess
Shot a man: the whiner…who tried to save a minor
They’ll cut ‘em up, actin’ ment’lly, for they’re that way inclined
Grrr! Boom! Then naturally a perish (naturally)…the girl: they couldn’t scare less
An’ Chucky jus’ wants ‘em diced

He’s a killer: mean
Gun proud, a feller keen
Die: ya might, if he’s on the scene
Guaranteed you’ll blow yer ‘hind (ev’ry time)

(Guitar solo)

Whip of a cat: hope they’re lookin’ at…bash ‘em with a woody bat
The cops’ve put the gang out of action…hope the wardens’ll kick their ass
They’ll absolutely rive (if riled…riled) they’re wantin’ a set to

He’s a killer: mean
Gun proud, a feller keen
Die: ya might, if he’s on the scene
Guaranteed you’ll blow yer ‘hind (ev’ry time)

Ooh, sneck has ended: now on ice
Sedated: all, an’ strappy tight…(gonna fry)
You’re gonna fry