Текст песни Killing Joke

A twisted mind controls the body of an ordinary man Desire for brutality on youngsters cause some pain He gets into his oldsmobile, searching for his prey Hunting season is open! Will you run or will you stay? Waiting at the bus stop to continue a trip When a friendly face appears offering a ride He talks about a job, offers some food, a place to rest Pleasant conversation till the turning of the tide Pogo, the clown, is just a disguise Every chance to survive was denied A garrotte to choke Another victim of the Killing Joke An unbearable smell "Just clogged pipes," he says A set of concrete graves is found In the basement Twenty-nine corpses, arranged side by side Terror is visible in his petrified eyes Pogo, the clown, is just a disguise Every chance to survive was denied A garrotte to choke Another victim of the Killing Another victim of the Killing Another victim of the Killing, JOKE!