Paul Schenk

The chainsaw kid

And now little bastard, the party’s over. Bedtime!

Go away with that fucking chainsaw!
You’re hurting me much too long
I told you to go to bed
I didn’t ask you to saw off my legs

My boy got a chainsaw from Santa Claus
And now, Good God, he is the boss
Now he never wants to have a bath
Because my boy became a psychopath

And these are the things that I said:
Please listen to your dad
I will read a fairy-tale
If you are going to bed

Do you know what he said?

And these are the things that I said:
Please listen to your dad
I will read a fairy-tale
If you are going to bed

I wanted him to eat the meat I gave him for dinner, you see
But the only fuckin’ meat he wants to eat is the meat in me

I want him to stop eating me
But I shouldn’t know how
There’s a matter of fact, he’s eating me now!

My boy got a chainsaw from Santa Claus
And now, Good God, he is the boss
My boy got a chainsaw from Santa Claus
He’s eating me with curry sauce!