Hello From The Gutters

Hello from the gutters of N.Y.C.,

Which are filled with dog manure

Vomit, stale wine, urine, and blood

Hello from the sewers of N.Y.C

Which swallow up these delicacies when

They are washed away by the sweeper trucks

Hello from the cracks in the sidewalks of N.Y.C

And from the ants that dwell in these cracks and feed

On the dried blood of the dead

That has seeped into these cracks

I 'am deeply hurt

By your calling me a wemon hater

I' am not. But I 'am a monster

I' am the "Son of Sam"

I 'am a little brat

When father Sam gets drunk

He gets mean

He beats his family

Sometimes he ties me up

On the back of the house

I 'am the "monster" - "Beelzebub"

Hello from the gutters of N.Y.C.,

Which are filled with dog manure

Vomit, stale wine, urine, and blood

Hello from the cracks in the sidewalks of N.Y.C

And from the ants that dwell in these cracks

Sam loves to drink blood

"Go out and kill" commands Father Sam

Behind our house some rest. Mostly young

Raped and slaughtered

Their blood drained, just bones now

Raped and slaughtered

Their blood drained, just bones now

Their blood drained, just bones now

I love to hunt

Prowling the streets

Looking for fair game

Tasty meat

The wemon of Queens

Are z prettyist of all

I live for the hunt

I live for the hunt

Let me haunt you with the words

I'll be back. I'll be back

I 'am deeply hurt

By your calling me a wemon hater

I' am not. But I 'am a monster

I' am the "Son of Sam"

I 'am a little brat

When father Sam gets drunk

He gets mean

He beats his family

Sometimes he ties me up

On the back of the house

I'am the "monster"

- "Beelzebub"