Lyrics Psycho - Neil Gaiman , Amanda Palmer

Psycho

Can Mary fry some fish, Mama?
I'm as hungry as can be
Oh lordy how I wish Mama
You would keep the baby quiet
Cause my head is killing me

I saw my Ex again last night, Mama
She was at the dance at Miller's store
She was with that Jackie White, Mama
I killed them both and they're buried under Jacob's sycamore

You think I'm psycho, don't you, Mama?
Pour some coffee in my cup
You think I'm psycho, don't you Mama?
You better let them lock me up

Oh don't hand me Johnny's pup, Mama
Cause I might squeeze him too tight
I'm having crazy dreams again, mama
So let me tell you 'bout last night
I woke up in Johnny's room, Mama
Standing right there by his bed
With my hands around his throat, Mama
Wishing both of us were dead

You think I'm psycho, dont you, Mama
I just killed Johnny's pup
You think I'm psycho don't you, Mama
You ought'a let them lock me up

You know that little girl next door, Mama
I believe her name is Betty Clock
Oh, don't tell that she's dead, Mama
Cause I just saw her in the park

We was sitting on a bench, Mama
Thinking of a game to play
Seems I was holding a wrench, Mama
And then my mind just walked away

You think I'm psycho, don't you Mama?
Didn't mean to break your cup
You think I'm psycho, don't you Mama?
Mama, why won't you get up?