Who's that riding in the sun?
Who's the man with the itchy gun?
Who's the man who kills for fun?
Psycho Dad, Psycho Dad, Psycho Dad

A little touched or so we're told,
Killed his wife 'cos she had a cold
Might as well she was getting old
Psycho Dad, Psycho Dad, Dad.

He sleeps with a gun but he loves his son
Killed his wife 'cos she weighed a ton. He's Psycho Dad.

He's quick with a gun
And his job ain't done.
He's Psycho Dad

Who's that riding in the sleigh?
Who's that firing along the way?
Who's roughing up b__s on Christmas day?
Psycho Dad, Psycho Dad, Psycho Dad

Who's that riding across the plain?
Who's proud 'cos his wife is slain?
Who's the man who's plumb insane?
Psycho Dad, Psycho Dad, Psycho Dad

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