| Richard Ramirez died today of natural causes
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| Got amped up on speed and broke into houses
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| Bunch of people of that wrote shit on the stand
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| His last murder was south of San Francisco
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| A guy named Peter Pan from the town
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| The little girl on the lawn was his first
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| And the took a dark palmer
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| His last days were at a hotel
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| a nice stalker
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| Door member we set just like the mars
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| In a key and a dark.
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| Cried today from Boston to'
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| Got a dozen families gotta do some digging
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| Boston relative and they see me all
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| Make a little long
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| I need a little more
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| Richard Ramirez died today of natural causes
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| These thing mark time and they cause pauses
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| Think about the kids scared to death on the window
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| What’s under the bed and what’s under the door
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| And the John’s massacre got in our heads
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| And the TV, I was president
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| And the around Oregon
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| While I’m there I’m gonna stroll through the old neighborhood
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| Rich Stan Mayer still lives with his mom
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| When he’s not in jail from innocent stalking
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| Writing bad checks and cocaine charges
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| More than that took you with a smile
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| We always sat on this porch passing the time
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| And drinking a beer and smoking a pack
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| Till one day poor ma caught a heart attack
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| The good jobs electrician
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| Sister of Mary the poor shark Jean Avery
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| My next door neighbors whom I love so
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| Love me too but they passed long ago
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| And if you walk just a few lock down stall
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| There’s a house as scary as all
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| A cute little palm with a sign for sale
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| Those Sexton kids hot as hell
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| And I’m telling the truth and if you don’t believe
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| Pick up the cofield stars and secrets
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| Had to fly from Cleveland but what’s that for?
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| Got 3 months off to my next show
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| Gonna spend time with my girl
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| Make a record fix my kitchen
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| I have my change so rapidly
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| They came to the studio to work on some grit
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| And I saw the news on James
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| While I was eating Ramen and drinking green tea
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| The supreme guy died at 51
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| That’s the same age as the guy
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| Who’s coming to play drums
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| So don’t lie your kids no disturb
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| Have to repeat 50 times a day is bad enough
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| Got a naked prostate and I got a bad back
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| When I fall too much
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| I feel like I’m gonna have a heart attack
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| This all the head blinds and they’re like crashing
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| And I met her at a barbeque
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| Santa Philly
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| And everybody’s drunk and feeling pretty well
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| Richard Ramirez died but in 83
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| He was very much alive he’s as scary as could be
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| And in the band he had pentagrams
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| And everybody remember the paranoia
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| When he stocked us up in Southern California
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| And everybody will remember where they were
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| When they finally found the stalker
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| And I remember just where I was
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| When Richard Ramirez died of natural cause |