He will get you in the night
Then he'll take away your life
He's coming to your house with Satan in his head
Looking for a way in, while you're sleeping in your bed

Night Stalker - looking for
An unlocked window or door
Night Stalker looking for
An unlocked window or door

Through the window he will come
With his small caliber gun
Creeping through your house when there isn't any light
He's gonna wake you up with a bang in the night

Night Stalker - will delight
In killing you in the night
Night Stalker will delight
In killing you in the night

He will sneak up to your bed
Shoot your husband in the head
He'll beat and rape you while your husband slowly dies
And make you swear to Satan that you won't let out a cry

Night Stalker - will get you
Then he will murder you
Night Stalker will get you
Then he will murder you

Welcome to Charley Gein's Spon Ranch East
Daniel's cooking supper, his girlfriend is the feast

Is it soup yet? Made from a head
I think Daniel's cooking the dead
Is it soup yet? Made from the dead
Daniel Rakowitz boiled his girlfriends head

Daniel's girlfriend broke up with him
So he went and got a soup pot to boil her head in

Is it soup yet? Made from a head
And with that soup the transients were fed
Is it soup yet? Made from the dead
Daniel Rakowitz boiled his girlfriend's head
(And it tasted pretty damn good!)

This is the Zodiac speaking
I like killing people because it is so much fun
It is more fun than killing wild game in the forest
Because man is the most dangerous game of all to kill

You're going to die
There's no question about that
Who am I?
The killer called Zodiac
I'll just use my gun
Or maybe my knife
And then when I die
You'll be my slave in paradise

Well here I am again
The Zodiac man
And no one can figure out who I am
I send them clues
But they always lose
And they'll never find me
The meanies in blue

Something gives me the most thrilling experience
It's even better than getting your rocks off with a girl
The best part of it is that when I die I will be reborn in paradise
And those I have killed will become my slaves

You're going to die
There's no question about that
Who am I?
The killer called Zodiac
I'll just use my gun
Or maybe my knife
And then when I die
You'll be my slave in paradise

Well here I am again
The Zodiac man
And no one can figure out who I am
I send them clues
But they always lose
And they'll never find me
The meanies in blue

I will not give you my name
Because you will try to stop
Or slow down my collecting
Of slaves for my afterlife

Zodiac...
Zodiac...
Zodiac...

He killed his wife and mother, then packed up his supplies
Like food and guns and ammo, and went out taking lives
At the school observatory, he went to the top
And killed sixteen people, before he could be stopped

Charles Whitman was the school tower hitman
Charles Whitman shot at people and hit them
Charles Whitman had a brain tumor in his head
Charles Whitman was the cause of eighteen people's deaths

He kept on shooting people, the police they tried and tried
To kill Charles Whitman, the sniper in the sky
They finally snuck up on him, surprised him at the top
Then Charles Whitman was gunned down by a cop

Charles Whitman was the school tower hitman
Charles Whitman shot at people and hit them
Charles Whitman had a brain tumor in his head
Charles Whitman was the cause of eighteen people's deaths

Here's a story that's true about James Edward Pough
Whose car was repossessed so here's what he decided to do

James Pough, eleven humans he slew
James Pough, was forty-two

With his thirty caliber carbine semi-automatic
Shooting at random caused the GMAC office to panic

James Pough, eleven humans he slew
James Pough, what the hell did you do?

Here's a story that's true about James Edward Pough
Whose car was repossessed so here's what he decided to do

James Pough, eleven humans he slew
James Pough, what the hell did you do?