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The 1st
The mind of Jeffrey
entered the scene and drama
Born in Milwaukee in
As a child, studied chemistry
on joined the army in '79
there at the base was 3 unsolved
Known to all as mass murders
but to blame one of the was unheard of
Left the base in
home to Milwaukee for a little fun
5 years past, things are pretty good
Killed about seven in his neighborhood
Not of any type of crime
Who thought young Jeffrey was out of his mind?
more men and boys were killed before
One of the victims out the back door
Told the cops all the things that he'd
That night, mister Dalmer was in
Facing charges of murder, simple and
Told his that he was gonna pleed insane
He knew was out to get him
So he said "fuck it" and confessed to all counts of
He was convicted and recieved the sentence
A real motherfuckin
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Of A Killer
The 2nd Suspect in '34
He was the child of a fuckin whore
Lived in Kuntucky, the place he was and raised
On the streets, Charles was his name
Went to jail, in '67
Moved to San Francisco and his Heaven
He was the leader of the cult group as the family
Charlie was in the circles
Surrounded by the thoughts in his fuckin
Cause the would do anything that he said
So he let them all in on the master
To off and make waste of the white man
So the folks could have control and well,
Fucked it up beneath little hell
Skelter, got folded day by day
So they fuck it and went and killed Sharon Tate
The next day were arrested for the crime
Charles Manson ended up doing of time
That's rite, he recieved the life
A real motherfuckin
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Portrait of a
The 3rd suspect is Mr.
Locked down in the sick of my own
Here's a clue when the demon alive
It was in Detroit,
Took my first back to the age of 16
The (?) is kept, you know what the fuck I mean
Back and forth to every in town
Analizing my fucking needle
One more year past now Im no good
Dropped some acid and try to kill my
Broke her arm and killed the hoe
Don't ask why cause I dont fuckin know
But now im 18 and kicking my wicked
drug abuse and fatal thoughts of suicide
Preminitions of death lie in a bloody
Up sort of 3rd world aftermath
But they try to say that I'm
And pass the blame on my brain
They get scared when I try to the truth
Cause know that Im the demonic youth
But Im nothing but the one Mr. Bones
Of A Killer