Crazy little child never got to see. All the pretty things in life. Had him put away, nothing they could say. Could ever make the pieces fit. . Aw well, daddy-o was rich, mama was a bitch.
I see you working at your station. Radiation burns my eyes. Love's forbidden so is passion. This whole place is sterilized. . I just want to see tomorrow.
One thing I miss is Cold Ethyl and her skeleton kiss. We met last night making love by the refrigerator light. Ethyl Ethyl let me squeeze you in my arms.
Some people call me the Creeper. 'Cause they don't know my name or face. I got 'em running in circles. Because a homicidal genius never leaves a trace.