Lyrics

When he was born his Mama said
“The moon turned black and the clock stopped dead
Lord have mercy – What have I done?
Did I give birth to the devil’s son?”

Wild from the cradle – He was never calm
He hit the streets like a ticking time bomb
A chip on his shoulder wide as a mile
Two clenched fists and a dangerous smile

Here he comes, dyin’ to fight
Watch out ‘cause he’s wound too tight
He can’t wait to take you down a peg
Don’t light a match – He’s a powder keg

He served five years doin’ hard time
Setting him free was the real crime
He’s hot wired and runnin’ on rage
They should have kept him locked up in a cage

He flies off the handle at the drop of a hat
Says to the blind man, “What are you lookin’ at?
I’m a psychopath – I’ve got nothin’ to lose
I’m a raw dog – Don’t light my fuse”