Ride into hell, 'cause the knife will cut and bleed you deep inside,
Mom is insane, taking her life has made me stronger.
Sat in a cell, like a turkey old passed over for a meal,
Cellar for wine, planting your 'hind, a motel croaker.

The light-en-ing, would chasten her and change her,
I'm dutiful; I'd help her ride the danger,
I'm waiting for, a way to countermand her.
When Mom found semen on my wallet, (found semen on my wallet),
Got her demons out to stop it, (got her demons out to stop it).
Taking lives near shower sheets blue,
Spendin' off a sweet screw,
Stab on that slut, that shambled whore.

I see blood smears fingered on the tile grout,
Now it's sure time to Mom console,
Hey Mom, there's blood oozed! Hey Mom, there's blood oozed!
Hey Mom, there's blood oozed! It's from a ho.
Well, from the road view a nearby signpost,
Take the left back down "Old Bates Road",
How may I help you? How may I help you?
How may I help you? Yes, room I'll show.

(Short organ solo)

Into the night, as I lie in wait and hold the knife so tight,
You soon will bleed; my sickened Mom's moody part will end you.
I'm just a boy, who’s besieged and playing the whore for gain of love,
Am I a she, or just a he, I'm weird in Mom's eyes.

Hear sprink-el-ing, desire's becoming bolder,
She's beautiful, poor thing won't get no older.
A booking for, a numb old necromancer,
But soon they'll be a rude intrusion, (soon they'll be a rude intrusion)
You have come to life's conclusion. (You have come to life's conclusion).
Out of life Mom so did cheat you,
End of life for sweet Sue,
Stabbed, sliced and cut and then jabbed some more.

Don't let this dear linger on inside now,
'Cause it's high time to dig a hole.
Mom says to shelve you, Mom says to shelve you,
Mom says to shelve you, so out you go.
Now's when it shows through, Mom's dearest mind most,
As I depart back up "Old Bates Road",
No one can help you, No one can help you,
No one can help you, you have to go.

Don't wanna throw...
Don't wanna throw...
Don't wanna throw you...
Don't wanna go through..
Don't wanna throw you...

Mom made me throw you,
Mom made me throw you,
Why did she kill you?
Oh she wanted much to,
She so did fear you, so did fear you,
You can't hear what I'm saying,
The scopin', the schemin', the slayin',
Don't know what she's thinkin',
Sees what I'm seein',
Never, ever, does she, let go!

Cold and shived down, cold and shived down,
Why are you cold and shived down?
I hear mom hissin' she will
Bust me.
Oh, there's no place can get away to,
No space that she can't see through, to kill you,
She kills but she's not alone,
Does she hear me?
Don't know exactly, why she's killin',
'Cause all that rubble that's within you,
I'm beggin' you be what I'm needing to,
So lusty, luck you,
Lusting is the way that helps to kill you,
Why must she be so cruel, oh so cruel,
When with girls I fool?
When with girls I fool?
When with girls I fool?