When I was five I went around
and bludgeoned small children with an axe.
The police and psychiatrist
wanted to know all the facts about me.

I said I did it for the pleasure and fun
I would watch the faces and then run
They put me in a locked rubber room for ten years
Then they released me to a home despite all their fears.

They gave me a guitar to see what I would write
It's easier to watch me from a distance than fight me
Some small record company thought I would be good for a dollar
But I want to get small people backstage and make them holler.