Daddy's little psycho and mommy's little soldier I want to be a celebrity martyr Hurrah (bang bang), hurrah (bang bang) the hero of the hour Bang bang give me fame Shoot me up to entertain I am a semi-automatic lonely boy You're dead I'm well fed Give me

Do do do do I'm never what I like I'm double-sided And I just can't hide I kinda like it When I make you cry I'm semi-automatic, My prayers schizophrenic 'Cause I'm twisted up, I'm twisted up, inside