The seance has just been told,
The slaughter has just been sold,
To some people who won't get old,
Cause their skin is getting cold
The room that's in the back,
That's where I lost it all
In the room that's in the back,
Let's go have a ball
Cause I'm slipping into the Charlie Manson Blues
I'm a stupid dressed Jesus son
I'm slipping into the Charlie Manson Blues
I'm a stupid dressed Jesus son
Head burning up, chain-smoking,
Everybody here is choking
Shrunken heads are joking,
And new-born skull is broke
And the room that's in the back,
Is where I lost it all
In the room that's in the back,
Let's go have a ball
Cause I'm slipping into the Charlie Manson Blues
I'm a stupid dressed Jesus son
I'm slipping into the Charlie Manson Blues
I'm a stupid dressed Jesus son
Cause I'm slipping into the Charlie Manson Blues
I'm a stupid dressed Jesus son
I'm slipping into the Charlie Manson Blues
I'm a stupid dressed Jesus son
Whoa, Goddammit!
Shit!