Marilyn Manson and The Spooky Kids - Sam Son Of Man

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Son of Man\nRise up Son of Man\nNew York cities' Son of Sam\nWith a gun in hand\nHe reaps the wimen of our land\nBlood and family does his death depravity\nKeep out of his way\nLive to lie another day\nHe picked up a .44 calibur gun\nTo shoot her down, down\nHe was told to kill\nDogs and Demons gave him will\nFear and roaming nights\nSome remember hating life\nNobody wants him\nHe just stares at the world\nPlanning his vengance\nThat he will soon unfurl\nNow the time is here\nFor Son of Sam to spread fear\nFather holy ghost, wicked son who kills the most\nNobody wants him\nThey just turn their heads\nNobody helps him\nNow he has his revenge\nDown, down, down…\nGunshots full of lead\nFills his victims full of dread\nRunning as fast as they can\nSon of Sam killed again!\nDown, down, down…\nDown, down, down…