Something’s happening, don’t speak too soonI told the boss off,
made my move, got nowhere to goSon of Sam, son of the shining
path, the clouded mindThe couple killer each and every timeI’m
not uncomfortable feeling weirdLonely leeved, options
disappeared, but I know what to doSon of Sam, son of a doctor’s
touch, a nurse’s loveActing under orders from aboveKing for a
daySon of Sam, son of the shining path, the clouded mindThe
couple killer running out of timeShiva opens her arms nowTo make
sure I don’t get too farI may talk in my sleep tonight ‘cos I
don’t know what I amI’m a little like youMore like Son of
Sam