Meat Beat Manifesto - Son Of Sam

Victims of opportunity
De-sensitised, conceived in fantasy
Another under-achiever
Kicked around, a disbeliever
What I don't understand is what it takes
To make a man so unstable, insane
A compulsion overrides, the devotion
The power over life and death

Feeding the obsession
The stimulated loss of breath
Re-fuelling the repression
It's as if the will to power
Becomes stronger by the hour
Can peace of mind ever be ensured?
And will the victim ever be cured?

I am the Son of Sam
I am the Son of Sam, I am, I am, I am