Elliott Smith - Son Of Sam Lyrics
Somethings happening, dont speak to soonI told the boss off and made my moveGot no where to goSon of sam, son of a shining path, the clouded mindCouple killer each and every timeIm not uncomfortable, feeling weirdLong revered options disappearBut I know what to doSon of sam, son of a doctors touch, a nurses loveActing under orders from above...King for a day...Son of sam, son of a shining path, the clouded mindCouple killer running out of timeShiva opens her arms nowTo make sure I dont get to farI may talk in my sleep tonight cause I dont know what I amIm a little like you, more like son of sam