Who is the tall, dark stranger there.
The one with the gun and the icy stare.
The one with the scalp of his ex-wife's hair.
Psy-cho Dad, Psycho Dad, Psycho Dad!
He's a durn good pa, but he hates the law.
He likes to eat it raw, Psycho Dad!
Who's that ridin' across the plain.
Who's lost count of...