When I’m tired of all the murder
And I’m tired of all the rape
And all the little children
Whose necks I do break

That’s when I satisfy
What I hold most dear
I kick a little baby
Or maybe an old lady
I kick a little baby
Down the stairs

I sneak up behind them
Like a hunter stalks his pray
I kick them down the stairs
And go hip hip hip hurray

When I’m tired of deflowering
Vestal virgin nuns
And sticking red hot pokers
Up the local choir boys’ bums

That’s when I satisfy
What I hold most dear
I kick a little baby
Or maybe an old lady
I kick a little baby down the stairs
I like to hear their little bones
Crack crack crack crack crack
And their heads upon the stairway
Going thwack thwack thwack

Well you might think I’m sick
You might think I’m ill
That I should be locked up
And given loads of pills
But frankly frankly I don’t care

I’ll kick a little baby or maybe an old lady
I’ll kick a little baby down the stairs oh yeah