Sitting there on the kitchenette floor
I was chatting up the good ol' doctor, oh I said
Kid was born with a crooked soul
Innocence was a virtue he did not know
I said I know what I'm naming my boy, and you know
Lucifer was the moniker on my lips as they sang
Hot electric pain, twist and burn in my brain and
My baby's gone, and this boy is my bane and
Maybe I'm paranoid, but I got mind left to lose
Feel the pitter patter, it shook me like a rattle
Wee little beastie, gonna hunt me til I gather
All my grit... It's him or me
I want my love back in my arms. Before my boy Lucy did me so wrong
I hope somehow I can find a way
Believe me, the sun is gonna shine upon my blood soaked blade
Cigarette held loose in his lips,
As he said, "Danny boy, your mind's playing parlour tricks,
It's just a trick..."
I got up, but then he walked for the door,
And then I heard the sound. I've heard it one thousand times before
He's coming back for more
I got up with the vigor of a hundred men,
And then I found salvation in the cutlery bin
In the cutlery bin, I found my best friend...
Hot electric pain, twist and burn in my brain and
My baby's gone, and this boy is my bane and
Maybe I'm paranoid, but I got mind left to lose
Feel the pitter patter, it shook me like a rattle
Wee little beastie, gonna hunt me til I gather
All my grit... It's him or me