Director's Cut (Michael Myers & Superman) (Explicit)

Director's Cut - Travis Barker

(Psycho motherf**ker)

(Psycho motherf**ker)

I took my Buck night

Stuck it in my bag

In a black Jansport that I've had since 2000 class

And some duct tape the last of a roll I used

The first of it I used to patch a hole in my bedroom window glass

I broke into my trailer because this b**ch locked me out

She took my keys and threw them into the yard but I haven't cut my grass

Plus it was dark when I got home I was driving fast

But the made it hard to see the road and I drove right past

Had to turn around in a cul de sac dead end

And I barely made into my dirt drive running out of gas

A late night at work another tailspin

Got fired so I hit the bar and I got trashed

I stumbled in to find a note "I'm gone"

"No sh*t b**ch"

I crumble the note and threw it on the ground and picked up the phone

"F**k" she cut the wire busted the jack with a hammer

I know cause I can see that the plastic got bashed

I was so mad that I went sober

With a forced laugh I reached for the last thing that I need in my sack

(haha) A picture of us in a cab the night we said it would work out

That didn't last a couple dollars short or maybe just the wrong path

The reason was irrelevant to me cause I just wanted payback

So I jumped in my truck put the dash spitted gas

And a bag pack duct tape and buck knife and that was that

Thinking

This must be a movie

Cause I'm about to roll tape again

I'm about to make a movie

Michael Myers and Superman

"Look up at the sky It's a bird It's a plane "

Michael Myers and Superman

Is it a game Or is it insane

Michael Myers and Superman

I pulled out the driveway took a right on Rainbow Drive

While I tried to keep my truck alive pumping down the street

I believe it was 55 outside cold and the window was frosted

Truck died and then I crawled into the pump station

Barely making it to the pump

I walked in put my last 10 dollar bills on the desk

Snuck a pack of cigarettes in my pocket

As he reached for the register the thought sparked in my head

To leave him dead but no f**k it

I'll save his life and put 10 in the bucket

I ain't killing in public

It ain't in my budget

The door I budged it

Slid through to the pump my gas as the thought

Of all the sh*t she put me through but I was glad

I had a reason to go see her now

Other than to lay her down

I got a reason to treat her like a voodoo doll with this bait I found

I made the sound of screeching tires as I pulled out of the station

Mind racing for the placement of my rage I was impatient

Movie in the making

So I punched the dash and my front windshield cracked

Made it harder to see what was in front of me

But I mashed on the pedal stomping through the floor

With a leak in the door

The wind whistled like a missile in a war or a bullet from a pistols bore

Reached under my seat for a bottle of whiskey and took a shot

While my stomach was in a knot nerves shot

I mulled over the plot

lock with a rope and a sock

Duct taped on her mouth and make her look at a clock

And every second I'm going to pop one of her boyfriend's fingers

With a vise grip while he's screaming at me "No Stop "

When I make it to his knees

While he's tied to a metal chair with radio wires hooked to a live battery

I'm going to grab his head and make him stare at you

While you drill holes in his kneecaps with a screw

And this is only preview to scene 2

Take 1

"Look up at the sky It's a bird It's a plane "

Is it a game Or is it insane