Who's that riding in the sun?
Who's the man with the itchy gun?
Who's the man who kills for fun?
Psycho Dad, Psycho Dad, Psycho Dad

He sleeps with a gun but he loves his son
Killed his wife 'cause she weighed a ton He's Psycho Dad

A little touched or so we're told
Killed his wife 'cause she had a cold
Might as well she was getting old
Psycho Dad, Psycho Dad, Dad

He's quick with a gun
And his job ain't done
He's Psycho Dad

Who's that riding in the sleigh?
Who's that firing along the way?
Who's roughing up bums on Christmas day?
Psycho Dad, Psycho Dad, Psycho Dad

Who's that riding across the plain?
Who's proud 'cause his wife is slain?
Who's the man who's plumb insane?
Psycho Dad, Psycho Dad, Psycho Dad