Collect 'Em All

Yea

Newspaper said he was a textbook case

A classic example of a mass killer

As a kid he was the judge in ant court

He even worked for the post office once

He got a car phone to yell in at no one in particular

Who would've noticed that it never rang?

He had a monobrow and a big collection

Of .22s and .38s and .44s and 9s

Why should I wait all day in a line

To pay some fine?

While always hearing voices say

“Go get yours

'cause I got mine”

Well

I'll park anywhere that I want to

'Cause the mеter maid is dead

And I stamped “casе closed” on the rubble

Of the IRS man's head

Well

his day started with his mother and his ex-something or other

A checklist was later found

Suits and skirts splayed out all over the sidewalk

Green and gray and red

and how the pigeons fed

Sky full of copters

more cameras than copper

An adoring crowd swelled behind a giant barricade

Front page story

hah

now he's immortal

A name memorized in households all across the USA

Got a place in a special history annal

And a life now not in vain

A card in the collector's series

And John Rambo's playing me

Well

I'll park anywhere that I want to

'Cause the meter maid is dead

And I stamped “case closed” on the rubble

Of the IRS man's head