Artist: metal church
Song: psycho
Album: Live
Year: 1998
Stick your fingers in the eyes of night 
Rip open the belly of Death 
And you'll see 
What is real 
Tear down the image of youth all around 
Steal the dreams fromm their minds 
And you'll be 
All their lies 
CHORUS 
Can it be what you're thought to believe 
It's nothing more than your mind can conceive 
He's out there waiting for you 
The psycho is ready to kill 
Well you're a mean one a bloody bastard son 
You think its all just for fun 
But there's no setting sun 
CHORUS 
One way all the time 
You can seem to get it right 
You never see the tunnel 
Or the light 
Spend a million just to say 
You're hip 
You got to find a way 
To get the thrill of your life 
Trip the light 
Trip the light fantastic 
Party and you'll die 
Someday you will die 
3:am you feel that twitch again 
For a walk in the park 
It's getting late 
Slip through the gate 
The psycho jumps out from behind 
Sticks his knife in your 
Throat and you die