Текст песни Psycho (live, The Palomino Club, North Hollywood) - Elvis Costello & The Attractions

Can Mary fry some fish, mama
I′m as hungry as can be
Oh Lord, how I wish, mama
You could stop the baby cryin'
′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?
I didn′t mean to break your cup
You think I'm psycho, don′t you, mama?
You better let 'em lock me up
Oh, don′t hand me Johnny's pup, mama
As I might squeeze him too tight
I'm havin′ 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, don't you, mama?
I just killed Johnny′s pup
You think I'm psycho, don′t you, mama?
You'd better let 'em lock me up
Oh, you recall that little girl, mama
I believe her name was Betty Clark
Oh, don′t tell me that she′s dead, mama
'Cause I just saw her in the park
We were sitting on a bench, mama
Thinking of a game to play
Seems I was holding a wrench, mama
Then my mind just walked away
You think I′m psycho, don't you, mama?
I didn′t mean to break your cup
You think I'm psycho, don′t you, mama?
Mama, why don't you get up