He scares easily It makes him so angry at me And his head spins around Just like the exorcist and I Find it ever so hard to resist his cries
But there's nothing more sadistic than an infant Waving his pistol in my face He wants me right down on my knees Crumbling in disgrace
But he underestimates my mind I know he's messing with my head My only weakness is I can't believe the guy could be entirely dead |