When I'm tired of all the murder 
And I'm tired of all the rape 
And all the little children 
Whose necks I do break 

That's when I satisfy 
What I hold most dear 
I kick a little baby 
Or maybe an old lady 
I kick a little baby 
Down the stairs 

I sneak up behind them 
Like a hunter stalks his pray 
I kick them down the stairs 
And go hip hip hip hurray 

When I'm tired of deflowering 
Vestal virgin nuns 
And sticking red hot pokers 
Up the local choir boys' bums 

What I hold most dear 
I kick a little baby 
Or maybe an old lady 
I kick a little baby down the stairs 

I like to hear their little bones 
Crack crack crack crack crack 
And their heads upon the stairway 
Going thwack thwack thwack 

Well you might think I'm sick 
You might think I'm ill 
That I should be locked up 
And given loads of pills 
But frankly frankly I don't care 

I'll kick a little baby or maybe an old lady 
I'll kick a little baby down the stairs oh yeah