Bates Motel Lyrics

Artist: Screeching Weasel
Album: Screeching Weasel (Re-Release)

Got 12 rooms 12 vacancies
You can do just what you please
Just don't get mother to irate
And don't ever call me Master Bates
A man should have a hobby, true
But I got so bored I needed something to do
So I sharpened mother's cutlery
Now everywhere I look is blood I see
Mother's not a fruit but she's gotta go down
Down to the cellar so she won't be found
I know it's not right but I just can't tell
Of the nasties that go on in Bates Motel

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