Mr. Manson - Gus G.

He’s a man whose charm seduces you

Preaching changes of the new age

Let him lead you to the great unknown

Singer «Helter Skelter» on the rampage

And he keeps on telling things «just like it is»

You fall deeper into his delusion

In a moment of hate everybody could relate

Let his witches fly, he’s got an alibi

Mr. Manson, did you try to set the order?

Mr. Manson, who’s the master of the plan?

Mr. Manson, I don’t want to be your minion, whoa

Mr. Manson, not your ordinary man

There’s a knock, knock, knocking on the back room door

And her slumber’s hushed by heavy breathing

With a slash to the wrist, and you couldn’t resist

Does your mind play tricks?

A bloody crucifix!

Mr. Manson, did you try to set the order?

Mr. Manson, who’s the master of the plan?

Mr. Manson, I don’t want to be your minion, whoah

Mr. Manson, not your ordinary man

You keep smiling in your metal cage

A face of anger and a frown of rage

But nobodies gonna take you down

Will they look around, when you hit the ground?