Текст песни Son Of Sam - Acoustic - Elliott Smith

Something′s happening, don't speak too soon
I told the boss off and made my move, got nowhere to go
Son of Sam, son of a shining path, the clouded mind
The couple killer each and every time
I′m not uncomfortable, feeling weird
Lonely leered, options disappeared but I know what to do
Son of Sam, son of a doctor's touch, a nurse's love
Acting under orders from above
King for a day
Son of Sam, son of a shining path, the clouded mind
The couple killer running out of time
Shiva opens her arms now
To make sure I don′t get too far
I may talk in my sleep tonight ′cause I don't know what I am
I′m a little like you, more like Son of Sam