Son Of Sam

Elliott Smith · Figure 8 [2000]

Something's happening, don't speak too soon

I told the boss off and made my move

Got no where to go



Son of Sam, son of a shining path, the clouded mind

Couple killer each and every time



I'm not uncomfortable, feeling weird

Long revered options disappear

But I know what to do



Son of Sam, son of a doctor's touch, a nurse's love

Acting under orders from above



King for a day



Son of Sam, son of a shining path, the clouded mind

Couple killer running out of time



Shiva opens her arms now

To make sure I don't get too far

I may talk in my sleep tonight 'cause I don't know what I am

I'm a little like you, more like son of Sam