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Wanted by FBI

by John List Society

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1.
There was a man named John List He killed his family when he got pissed They violated his religious code They paid the price when their blood flowed First he shot his wife and then his mother Then he shot his daughter, then her brother He picked his oldest son up from school Then shot him repeatedly like a ghoul Keep it in the family Keep it in the family Keep it in the family Keep it in the family Keep it in the family After his crimes List disappeared He stayed hidden for 17 years He changed his name, got a new wife Got a new job, restarted his life Then one day he was on TV America's Most Wanted, for all to see They told his story, shared what he'd done Exposing his crimes to everyone Chorus The night of the show List was recognized He didn't fool his neighbors with his disguise 2 weeks later, he was arrested With charges of murder that he protested He continued his futile dispute 'Til a fingerprint match he couldn't refute 5 life sentences is what he drew He died in prison at age 82
2.
In the dead of night, I launch a home invasion Victims vary in age, race and persuasion I burglarize, rape, torture, and kill And will never stop til I’ve had my fill Sometimes I bludgeon them into submission Sometimes I shoot them in the face Sometimes I repeatedly stab them And draw a pentagram on their face Kill, kill, kill Let the blood spill Kill, kill, kill Let the blood spill Kill, kill, kill Obey my will Kill, kill, kill Now lay still HAIL SATAN I am the Devil, I do the Devil’s work Inside their home, I silently lurk I swear to Satan, to whom I pray They will never see the light of day
3.
Can't take the tension I love to hunt, programmed to kill I cannot stop 'til Sam has his fill Prowling the streets, looking for game Must "honour thy father", praise be his name Can't take the tension Into the night I walk with my gun Stalking my prey, police on the run Six people down, but Sam wants more I'll gun them down with my .44
4.
I wear the uniform, but don't protect the streets Hide in plain sight, where I stay discreet I watch their houses, learn their routines I prey on couples and unsuspecting teens When days turns night, families go to slumber I force my entry, unencumbered Gagged and bound, they're tied up tight Wondering if they'll survive the night Sheets covered in blood I place dishes on the husband's back Forced to hear their wives attacked One room over captured helplessly There's no hope of him getting free From screams of pain to deafening silence Dreading the next round of violence A piercing blade enters his skin Time for the true pain to begin Chorus From theft to rape to homicide In my ascension I take pride The Visalia Ransacker, the East Area Rapist The Original Night Stalker, The Golden State Killer These names and more were how I was known While harassing victims over the phone But when I was caught at age 72 Joseph Deangelo is what I answered to Chorus
5.
Last ride 01:34
It's been a good hunt today Preying on women unafraid Acting nice and looking clean Got my arm up in a sling This is your last ride This is your last ride This is your last ride This is your last ride I choke them and knock them out So they don't scream, they don't shout Drive'em to a private place Hold a knife to their face Chorus Then it's rape, torture and kill Can't overcome the will Find another, then repeat A craving never complete Chorus
6.
the place was Atlanta, 1979 Children vanish, without a sign They are abducted in plain sight "Do you know where your children are tonight?" Victims aged 9 to 28 Disappear at an alarming rate The community's gripped in fear Can't protect what they hold most dear I'm the Atlanta Monster Keep your children inside For when I'm on the hunt There's nowhere to hide Bodies found in the Chattahoochee river. Crimes that would make anyone shiver Roads and bridge, the police watch Hoping the killer would finally be caught Stakeout, May1981 They think they've caught the one Wayne Williams, stopped by the police He was questioned and later released Chorus An arrest was finally made Williams said that he was framed He was only convicted of 2 After that, suspicions grew Many say he's innocent The police, imcompetent Some wonder to this day Was it Wayne Williams or the KKK? Chorus
7.
Iceman 01:49
I have a talent for torture and a trigger itch Cuz I'm an ice cold murdering son of a bitch I'd do it for fun if it wasn't a hit Their pain's my pleasure I fully admit I'm the Iceman Don't fuck with me I'm the Iceman I take no pity I'll beat'em to death or I'll shoot them down Poison their drink when they're not around Cut up their bodies, put them in drums Laugh as their body slowly succumbs Chorus
8.
Monster 01:55
They beat me They raped me Tried to kill me Sodomized me I fought back Against their vicious attacks They got what they deserved A life unpreserved My time I will serve I'm not sorry These men were not victims, took advantage of me I had to defend myself, it was fight or flee I didn't ask for this life, victim of society Why can't see you see Why can't see you see Why can't see you see I'm not a monster
9.
Zodiac 02:32
From 1968 to 1969 San Francisco was on the decline I hunted teenagers and taunted the police Who wondered if the horrors would ever cease You can't catch me I'm the Zodiac You can't prevent my next attack You can't catch me I'm the Zodiac Sent letters with ciphers to newspapers With clues to my identity and tales of my capers Only one was decrypted, the rest unsolved Much to the anguish of all those involved
10.
I dress up like a clown Guaranteed to make you frown I kill kids for fun So you better hide your son I'm John Wayne Gacy Bodies in the basement Buried side by side The stench is overwhelming I'm glad they died Chorus
11.
Mr. Ed 00:41
I dig up graves Make things out of skin I eat their flesh Now I'm in the looney bin Mr. Ed They call me Mr. Ed Skulls on my bedpost Facemask in a bag Vulva in a shoebox Enough to make you gag Mr. Ed They call me Mr. Ed
12.
Joe's BBQ 02:56
His name is Joe Metheny Will burn in Hell for eternity 13 dead at his hands Their remains sold at BBQ stands At Joe's BBQ His pork sandwiches were the best Freshly cut from human flesh Sold as BBQ on the roadside Tasty pork sandwiches, deep fried At Joe's BBQ
13.
At least 49 females killed and dumped by the water Picked up them while they hooking, led them to a slaughter I'm the green river Green river Green river killer I'm the green river Green river Green river killer I'd show them a picture of my son to make them feel at ease Then I'd lure them into my car so I could do with them as I please I'm the green river Green river Green river killer I'm the green river Green river Green river killer
14.
Prey 01:22
I picked them up off the streets, just another John Little do that they know soon, they will soon be gone Hey Hey Hey You are my prey Hey Hey You are my prey In the trap I lay I bring you back to my place for torture and some fun You don't mean shit to me, you could be anyone Hey Hey Hey You are my prey Hey Hey You are my prey In the trap I lay
15.
I just wanted a boyfriend With someone I didn't have to pretend I wasn't weird Or someone to be feared Didn't want to be apart Just wanted a piece of their heart I was misunderstood Did the best that I could Like a good boy should I was misunderstood Did the best that I could Like a good boy should
16.
August 1st 1966 I loaded up my bag of tricks Assorted rifles and ammunition I'm ready for my last mission I'm the Texas tower sniper No you won't get away 18 dead including me Before the end of the day I take my place on the tower Raise my rifle, a bullet shower Shoot everyone down left and right Watch people drop to my delight I'm the Texas tower sniper No you won't get away 18 dead including me Before the end of the day Texas Tower Sniper

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released August 17, 2023

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