Lyrics

On an old dirty highway road is a town of one family.
A close family.
A real unit.
This town eats the flesh of man.

Here an artist hitches this road,
fixated on dead bodies & blood.
If your unlucky you might just see one of his pieces,
while traveling through.

This town has a no-none sense sheriff.
He may be this town’s lawman,
but don’t be mistaken,
he’s an outlaw.

Here a boy built like a bear dwells.
With the strength of three men.
The speed of a linebacker.
and,
The face of another.

Grandpa is a Legend of the ol’ west & ol’ south.
Made a glorious mark in Texas,
he has eaten many a man.
Once touted The Henry Armstrong of crackin’ skulls.

The Artist will cut himself,
The Artist will bleed in joy.
The Artist will cut you,
You will bleed,
The Artist will enjoy.

Blood in and blood out.
Bleed this and bleed that.
The color red fits him best.
He will wear his red & your red.

This Sheriff is an Outlaw.
This Sheriff knows no quit.
This Sheriff has no sympathy.
This Sheriff is a dark horse.

He’s an Outlaw.
An Outlaw.
He’s trouble,
and trouble finds away.
He will blow you away.

The boy will mallet your brain.
The boy will have you hooked.
The boy will chainsaw his way.
The boy will bring you the pain.

They call him leather-face.
In the hot summer of nineteen seventy three,
This boy carried out,
The Texas Chainsaw Massacre!
He’s revved up and ready to do it all again!

Grandpa is well into his hundreds.
Grandpa is beloved by his family.
Grandpa is an icon in the eyes of his grandson.
Grandpa suckles at the wounds of weary women guests.

Gramps might be eternal?
Gramps youth very well could be a thing of legend?
Gramps may be the greatest butcher Texas ever had?
One things for damn sure Gramps drinks human blood…

This is the family of The Texas Chainsaw Massacre!
This is the town of The Texas Chainsaw Massacre!
Here lives The Texas Chainsaw Massacre!
Here abides The Texas Chainsaw Massacre!