Hiding in plain sight just down the lane
With a patriotic front and a sadistic brain
Waving at the joggers as they jog on by
No one saw the evil in his eyes
He's a neighborhood psycho in a suit and tie
Better lock your doors before he gets inside
He'll shake your hand and say have a nice day
But inside his mind someone's gonna pay
For being his type and letting down their guard
Is that him sneaking through your back yard?
He's a neighborhood psycho in a suit and tie
Better lock your doors before he gets inside
He's a violent f*cker and a rapist too
He doesn't give a shit about me or you
Decades go by before his number's up
But now he's in a cell in his private hell
He was a neighborhood psycho in a suit and tie
Now they've hauled him in, let the bastard fry
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Hiding in plain sight just down the lane
With a patriotic front and a sadistic brain
Waving at the joggers as they jog on by
No one saw the evil in his eyes
He's a neighborhood psycho in a suit and tie
Better lock your doors before he gets inside
He'll shake your hand and say have a nice day
But inside his mind someone's gonna pay
For being his type and letting down their guard
Is that him sneaking through your back yard?
He's a neighborhood psycho in a suit and tie
Better lock your doors before he gets inside
He's a violent f*cker and a rapist too
He doesn't give a shit about me or you
Decades go by before his number's up
But now he's in a cell in his private hell
He was a neighborhood psycho in a suit and tie
Now they've hauled him in, let the bastard fry
With a patriotic front and a sadistic brain
Waving at the joggers as they jog on by
No one saw the evil in his eyes
He's a neighborhood psycho in a suit and tie
Better lock your doors before he gets inside
He'll shake your hand and say have a nice day
But inside his mind someone's gonna pay
For being his type and letting down their guard
Is that him sneaking through your back yard?
He's a neighborhood psycho in a suit and tie
Better lock your doors before he gets inside
He's a violent f*cker and a rapist too
He doesn't give a shit about me or you
Decades go by before his number's up
But now he's in a cell in his private hell
He was a neighborhood psycho in a suit and tie
Now they've hauled him in, let the bastard fry
Writer: Joe Orterry, Matt O'Connell, Chris Reifert
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC