The Residents - The Electrocutioner

THE ELECTROCUTIONER Time for all the followers of doom is drawing near, Deceiving no-one, knowing nothing but the bite of fear. Smiling as I throw the switch That takes away their breath. I see life as an interruption To the tune of death. She is the electrocutioner She is the electrocutioner... Playing with my birds I wonder how the world could be - A perfect place to sing about, For anyone but me. I see the shimmer of the dewdrops As I drink my tea, And when the foolishness is over, I am much more me. I wish that all the suffering And all the misery Could be consumed inside my room Where switches set you free. Where switches set you free, my friend, Where switches set you free.