Old-Fashioned Mayhem

I’ll tell you all about myself

Tell you all that I believe

Gossip gossip let’s bring down

The avalanche of meshuggeners

I don’t venture through the rain

I see myself before the game

A politician’s going to come and

Buy my fabrication

Then it’s old-fashioned mayhem

Tie up your brother, hey now

Show him the world from your window curtain

They’re shaking the moon up there

You’ve got your phenomenon

But I want that

Old-fashioned mayhem

Something wicked this way comes

Sodom and Gomorrah

I can tell from the look in your eyes

Hey little one pay no mind

To all those psychopathic property developers phoning friends

Anything you want

I get their ties for them

Old fashioned mayhem

All their most distinguished guests

Are philosopher pederasts

All their finest meals are going to

Crumble in their mouths to ashes

Old fashioned mayhem

Something wicked this way comes

Sodom and Gomorrah

I can tell by the look in your eyes