I got a room down in Hollywood

Rent was cheap

It was this rooming house

There was an old man who lived in the room next to me

We shared a bathroom in the hall

Stare at me through a crack in the door

Day I moved in I was playin' my guitar

Started bangin' on the wall with a boot

Then he came out, started banging on my door

Kicked it open



Watch out son, I got a tasergun

Watch out son, I got a tasergun

He's on the loose

He's got the juice

Like a mad dog with no teeth



Spent his pension in adult bookstores

Bringin' strange young men home

He'd leave me notes in the bathroom

Accusin' me of stealin' his toilet paper

Come out into the hallway

Dressed up in a greasy bathrobe

Tryin' to start a fight

He became known as the electric old man

And I still see him with his taser

Comin' at me



Watch out son, I got a tasergun

Watch out son, I got a tasergun

He's on the loose

He's got the juice