Three times I had the lust to kill
clutch neck so young and fair
'n squeeze with all my might 'till
Three times I drove the demon out
I know I'm mad I ought to tell
Drop me in a padded cell and
But oh how cruel that would be
for I am young and comely too
Don't lie don't cry there is a reason
You crossed the gates of hell
No sign no line no new spring season
Three times I beat the fiend back
the fourth he will prevail
And so I'll seek the train track
And sight the dark and fait train
and hear it's louder roll
Coming to crush my cursed brain