Mexican Psycho
day after day working at the mexican diner
selling tacos, burritos and chili
Iīm always terribly nice to everybody
I wouldnīt hurt a fly
but always when itīs a children birthday party
she comes here again and stares at me
that pisses me off
I canīt stand it any longer
the monster inside me awakes
Iīm a mexican psycho
I have a dark secret
I must do it again
I grab a baseball bat and a knife
and go up to her
she doesnīt stop grinning and staring at me
then I canīt hold it back
she doesnīt resist
I slit her throat and disembowel her
I hit her head with the baseball bat
Iīm a mexican psycho
I have a dark secret
the kids are screaming
my hunger is satisfied
candy is spread all over the place
the pinata has been torn to pieces
Iīm a mexican psycho
Iīm the pinata killer
Pinata Killer.....