Are all Americans
Are they in therapy?
Thats the way it seems
When I turn on my TV
Open your eyes, look up to the sky and youll see

Im not a poor boy, I dont get no sympathy
So I aim my gun my little gun a little high, a little low
They teased me right untill
Nothing really matters to me,to me

Mama, just killed this guy
Sighted it at his head, pulled the trigger now hes dead
Mama, I liked everyone
But now theyve all driven me to ....this

Mama, didn't mean to make you cry
If Im not back this time tomorrow
Its because they teased and teased untill nothing really matters

I say, your time has come
No use shivering, you have all had your time
Goodbye ev'rybody, nows your time to go
And you all now have to face the truth
Mama, ooh theyre all gonna die
Bet now you all wish that you never teased me at all

I see a little silhouetto of a man
On the tower, On the tower, I can see his shadow
Cant you see, cant you see that its all very frightening me
Off the rails (Off the rails) Off the rails (Off the rails
Off the rails

Can we speak to him
Im not a poor boy, nobody loves me
Hes not a poor boy and neither is his family
Spare them their lives, shedding his ferocity

Easy come,Easy go, will you let them go
No,no,no, - No, I will not let them go
(Let them go) No,no,, - No, I will not let them go
(Let them go) No,no, - No, I will not let them go
(Let them go) I will not let them go
(Let them go) I will not let them go
(Let them go) I will not let you go (Let them go) Ah
No no no no no no no .

(Come and see it,come and see it) Come on down and watch the show
And it's all here now because of me, of me, of me

So you think you can shun me and spit in my eyes
So you think you can hang me and put me out to dry
Oh its crazy cant do this to me - its crazy
Just gonna shoot, just shoot my way outta here

Hes just a psycho - Anyone can see
He is just a pyscho
He is just a psycho - path

Which way does the wind blow?