The slaughter has just been sold,
To some people who wont get old,
Cause their skin is getting cold.
The room thats in the back,
Thats where I lost it all.
In the room thats in the back,
Lets go have a ball.
Cause Im slipping into the charlie manson blues.
Im a stupid dressed jesus son.
Im slipping into the charlie manson blues.
Im a stupid dressed jesus son.
Head burning up, chain-smoking,
Everybody here is choking.
Shrunken heads are joking,
And new-born skull is broke.
And the room thats in the back,
Is where I lost it all.
In the room thats in the back,
Lets go have a ball.
Cause Im slipping into the charlie manson blues.
Im a stupid dressed jesus son.
Im slipping into the charlie manson blues.
Im a stupid dressed jesus son.
Cause Im slipping into the charlie manson blues.
Im a stupid dressed jesus son.
Im slipping into the charlie manson blues.
Im a stupid dressed jesus son.
Whoa, goddammit!
Shit!