I grew up as an orphan in a big old house   I had no mother and no father, they had left me out   Confused was the word for me, the confusion   It planted a seed, in me      And I was placed in this home as a five year old   I was presented to my forster mother, she was so old   She took advantage of my company   It was nothing but slavery, slavery      She's dead in the house   She's dead in the house   She's dead in the house      You grow up under pressure and psychic terror   Then eventually your brain will just flip out and go "error"   The satisfaction of a murder for a little boy   Is so unhealthy, but it helped me on my journey to joy      And I prepared for a sweet revenge   No regrets ever since, ever since      Dead in the house   Oh she's dead in the house   She's dead, dead in the house   Oh she's dead   Spread out she's all over the place in the house   And she's dead      A chainsaw is nice it's a healthy tool   Or perhaps a good old fashioned drowning in the garden pool   Or a brick in the head for all the stuff she said   A machete-massacre, I'll shred her up in my head   There's a blood thirsty killer and a caterpillar   It would crush her into pieces, I would gladly drill her   A big hole in the skull to fill with gasoline   Light a match and watch the fire sprinkle out what a scene   I would be happy oh so happy, by the time I'm done   I would be running around the house with a taser gun   And tase all the different body parts, electrifying   This must be the greatest day ever, no I ain't lying      As happy as a boy can be   On his way to puberty, puberty      Dead in the house   Oh she's dead, dead in the house   She's dead, dead in the house   Oh she's dead   Spread out she's all over the place in the house   And she's dead