Charlie Manson Blues

I'm slipping into the Charlie Manson blues
To some people who won't get old
And the room that's in the back

I'm a stupid, dressed, Jesus son

Head burning up, chain-smoking
'Cause I'm slipping into the Charlie Manson blues
'Cause their skin is getting cold

Everybody here is choking
Let's go have a ball
'Cause I'm slipping into the Charlie Manson blues

Whoa, Goddammit
The room that's in the back
'Cause I'm slipping into the Charlie Manson blues
I'm a stupid, dressed, Jesus son
In the room that's in the back
I'm a stupid, dressed, Jesus son
Shrunken heads are joking
I'm a stupid, dressed, Jesus son

Is where I lost it all
Let's go have a ball
And new-born skull is broke
In the room that's in the back

[Incomprehensible]
That's where I lost it all
I'm a stupid, dressed, Jesus son
I'm a stupid, dressed, Jesus son
I'm slipping into the Charlie Manson blues
I'm slipping into the Charlie Manson blues