Murder Charge
Guided By Voices
In the early days
He was burting with confidence
I saw the light
The shiny dream
Over the years
He beagn to submerge
The nervous wreck
We know him to be
The nervous, twisted wreck
So watch out for Joker Bob
I wish he were just a distant relative
But he's razor-close like blue green gelatin
Icy-cold
Acid in his heart
With this we shall draw the electrifying conclusion
They strapped him in
Still chewing his bubblegum
They did the Jesus-shock
As the reporters watched
Finally, his ticker stopped
And they buried him with a smile on his puss
And that's the electrifying conclusion