Lyrics: Son Of Sam
Album: Figure 8
Artist: Elliott Smith
 

Something’s happening, don’t speak to 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 to 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