Horrendous Disc

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Jerry Chamberlain] He turns the TV high The walls are paper-thin He hopes the neighbor folks aren't listening He's killed his wife with words Confident it's private rage When up goes the curtain, and he is on the stage [Chorus 1: Jerry Chamberlain] (He's on the stage, yeah) God sees it all (He's on the stage, yeah) He has total recall (It is an art, yeah) Hiding murder in your heart [Verse 2: Terry Scott Taylor] The show is over He pours himself a drink Best to forget about it Put a record on the stereo and try not to think (And the record plays) "This is your life You beat your wife We'll spare the gory deals And simply say . . . " [Chorus 2: Jerry Chamberlain] (Recording artist, yeah) God hears it all (Recording artist, yeah) He has total recall (Your sneaky moves are right here) Are right here in the grooves [Verse 3: Jerry Chamberlain] He puts his car in gear Got to get out of here Going somewhere far away (Going somewhere far away) But through the headlight beam He sees the billboard scene His fight last night is on display [Chorus 3: Jerry Chamberlain] (You're on display, yeah) (It is on the stage) He sees it all (You're on display, yeah) (Your private rage is on the stage) He has total recall (You're on display, yeah) (Your private rage is on the stage) He sees it all (You're on display, yeah) (Your private rage is on the stage) He has total recall Your bloody crime Is up there on the sign