Strait-Jacket

Last night, mother came home

Wasn´t expecting her husband one

Filthy games took place in their bedroom

Womething snapped, a axe appeared

40 blows, daddy´s head came off

41 more, another hit the floor

Send that woman away in a Strait-Jacket

Leave her in the asylum, make her repent

Twenty years passed, mother came home again

A fragile shell, her nerves on top

She tried to do well, she tried to forget

Cruel nursery rhymes, the nightmares was hell

Snooping doctors, people disappeared

Was she insane, was something wrong with her brain

Send that woman away in a Strait-Jacket

Leave her in the asylum, make her repent

A match was lit, the music stopped

In the freezer, remains remain

Who´s the killer, who´s the sane

The violent past is alive again

Send that woman away in a Strait-Jacket

Leave her in the asylum, make her repent

Send that woman away in a Strait-Jacket

Lock her up in the asylum, throw away the key