"Night Of The Chainsaw" lyrics

There is a man on the rage in the suburbs of Detroit apparently wielding what appears to be a chainsaw
The place on the street [?]
[?] is a church hall, a Royal Mail, and a black hooded sweatshirt
The suspect is reported to be unstable and extremely dangerous
Local officials [?] (Hahahaha)
[?] are being advised to stay inside their homes (Hahahaha!)
And avoid the streets until this matter has been resolved (Haha!)

PCP, meth, mad anti-depression pills, everything spills into one pot
On top of that I smoke rock
I hear that shit, but I won't stop
Last time on the spot choked a cop
Stopped and had a Faygo soda pop
In the back of my truck, Chuck the chainsaw
Usually chop wood, but that ain't all
It's a bit strange all up in your mid-range
Cut a hole in your head 'til I hit brains
Left a cop in a pile, wild maybe
It's the night of the chainsaw, baby

Cut 'em up, Chuck (Somebody)
Cut 'em up, Chuck (Get bloody)
Cut 'em up, Chuck (Go nutty)
Cut 'em up, Chuck, (Go!) cut 'em up, Chuck, (Go!) cut 'em up
No, you can't calm me down
You can't calm me down
You can't calm me down
You can't calm me-

Petroleum, inhale it, and take the swig
Heat my brains up, bake my wig
Killin' time, with no shirt, homie
Uh uh, I love it when the blood squirt on me
Walked up to a house, jabbed the door
And kicked it in, my victim hid
Stuck Chuck in the closet
And I can tell by the deposit, I got my target
French poodle, stomped it, limp noodle
Rev Chuck up and stir the strudel
Guts on the lawn, fuck's goin' on?
Chainsaw Chuck 'til the break of dawn, bitch

Cut 'em up, Chuck (Somebody)
Cut 'em up, Chuck (Get bloody)
Cut 'em up, Chuck (Go nutty)
Cut 'em up, Chuck, (Go!) cut 'em up, Chuck, (Go!) cut 'em up
No, you can't calm me down
You can't calm me down
You can't calm me down (I'm so high)
You can't calm me- (I'm so high)

Bloody feet, no shoes, into a party
I wasn't invited (Nope), but that bitch ignited (Yup)
I screamed and laughed, chopping fools in half
I stab and hack, a mad lumberjack
Smell that fuel, hear the machine
Chucks a demon, I must be dreamin'
Bloody showers, feel the power
We devour you fuckin' cowards
A loony loose, Chuck full of juice
Begging's no use
I knows no truce
It's yo noose about to see your own produce
Night of the Chainsaw written by Joe Bruce

Cut 'em up, Chuck (Somebody)
Cut 'em up, Chuck (Get bloody)
Cut 'em up, Chuck (Go nutty)
Cut 'em up, Chuck, (Go!) cut 'em up, Chuck, (Go!) cut 'em up
No, you can't calm me down
You can't calm me down
You can't calm me down
You can't calm me down

You can't calm me down (I'm so high)
You can't calm me down (I'm so high)
You can't calm me down (I'm so high)
You can't calm me down (I'm so high)