Title: Son Of Sam
Album: Figure 8
Artist: Elliott Smith
Composer(s): Stephen P Smith
Lyric:
Something's happening, don't speak too soon
I told the boss off and made my move
Got no where to go
Son of Sam, son of a shining path, the clouded mind
Couple killer each and every time
I'm not uncomfortable, feeling weird
Long revered options disappear
But I know what to do
Son of Sam, son of a doctor's touch, a nurse's love
Acting under orders from above
King for a day
Son of Sam, son of a shining path, the clouded mind
Couple killer running out of time
Shiva opens her arms now
To make sure I don't get too far
I may talk in my sleep tonight 'cause I don't know what I am
I'm a little like you, more like son of Sam
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