Psycho Norman

There's vacancies at the Bates Motel 

He's waiting there for you

With a beedy eye on her nice new dress

Her end is coming soon.

The lady thinks that Normans a gent

And all he says is true

He takes her case to its final place

Then leads her to her doom.

Norman Bates was lonely

Watched her from his parlor

He struggles with his feelings

He's not the one to harm her. 

He watched her taking off her dress

He thinks It's his mothers size

He waits till she's helpless before he strikes

To claim his fatal prize.

Her dress is just a perfect fit

It fits him like no other

He can't explain his lodgers death

So he blames it on his mother.