Sitting there on the kitchenette floor I was chatting up the good ol' doctor, oh I said Kid was born with a crooked soul Innocence was a virtue he did not know I said I know what I'm naming my boy, and you know Lucifer was the moniker on my lips as they sang Hot electric pain, twist and burn in my brain and My baby's gone, and this boy is my bane and Maybe I'm paranoid, but I got mind left to lose Feel the pitter patter, it shook me like a rattle Wee little beastie, gonna hunt me til I gather All my grit... It's him or me I want my love back in my arms. Before my boy Lucy did me so wrong I hope somehow I can find a way Believe me, the sun is gonna shine upon my blood soaked blade Cigarette held loose in his lips, As he said, "Danny boy, your mind's playing parlour tricks, It's just a trick..." I got up, but then he walked for the door, And then I heard the sound. I've heard it one thousand times before He's coming back for more I got up with the vigor of a hundred men, And then I found salvation in the cutlery bin In the cutlery bin, I found my best friend... Hot electric pain, twist and burn in my brain and My baby's gone, and this boy is my bane and Maybe I'm paranoid, but I got mind left to lose Feel the pitter patter, it shook me like a rattle Wee little beastie, gonna hunt me til I gather All my grit... It's him or me