Richard Ramirez (Live In Goteborg)-Sun Kil Moon

　　Richard Ramirez died today of natural causes

　　Got amped up on speed and broke into houses

　　Bludgeoned people to death wrote shit on their skin and left them

　　They finally got and he went to San Quentin

　　His last murder was south of San Francisco

　　A guy named Peter Pan from the town of San Mateo

　　The little girl in the tenderloin was his first

　　And in the laundry room he took a doll from her fist

　　His last days were at the Bristol hotel

　　Was reading Night Stalker when I went and rang the bell

　　The doorman buzzed, said, you’re just like them all

　　Gave me a key and a black cat led me down the hall

　　Had a flight today from Boston to Cleveland

　　Got a death in the family gotta do some grieving

　　Lost a relative and it’s eating me up

　　And I make them real bad and I need a little love

　　Richard Ramirez died today of natural causes

　　These things mark time and make us pause

　　And think about we were kids scared of taps on the window

　　What’s under the bed and what’s under the pillow

　　And the Jim Jones massacre got in our heads

　　And the TV headlines Elvis Presley's dead

　　And the Ayatollah Khomenei hostages

　　And Ronald Reagan dodging bullets

　　One day I'm gonna stroll through the old neighborhood

　　Rick Stan's my age, still lives with his mom

　　When he’s not in jail from innocent stalking

　　Writing bad checks and cocaine charges

　　Mark Denton had such a beautiful smile

　　Always sat on the porch passing the time

　　And drinking a beer and smoking a pack

　　Until one day poor Mark had a heart attack

　　My friend Ben's got a good job as an electrician

　　Sister married the poor shark Jim Evans

　　And my next door neighbors whom I love so

　　And they love me too, but they passed long ago

　　And if you walk just a few blocks down Stahl

　　There's a house that was the scariest of them all

　　A cute little palm with a sign "for sale"

　　But those Sexton’s kids, life was hell

　　And I’m telling the truth and if you don't believe

　　Pick up Lowell Cauffiel’s House of Secrets

　　Had to fly from Cleveland to SFO

　　I got 3 months off until my next show

　　Gonna spend time with my girl

　　Make a record this summer

　　Fix my kitchen up and hire a plumber

　　The headlines change so rapidly

　　Then I came to the studio to work on something pretty

　　Then I saw the news on James Gandolfini

　　While I was eating ramen and drinking green tea

　　The Soprano's guy died at 51

　　That’s the same age as the guy

　　Who’s coming to play drums

　　I don't like this getting older stuff

　　Havin' to pee 50 times a day is bad enough

　　Got a naggin’ prostate and I got a bad back

　　And when I fuck too much I feel like I'm gonna have a heart attack

　　I woke up today I saw the headlines

　　An airline crashed and 2 people died

　　And I'm at a barbecue in San Rafael

　　And everybody's drunk and feelin' pretty well

　　At 53 years Richard Ramirez died

　　But in ‘83 he was very much alive

　　He was the scariest killer in the band

　　He had a pentagram in the center of his hand

　　And everybody remember the paranoia

　　When he stalked the suburbs of Southern California

　　And everybody will remember where they were

　　When they finally caught the Night Stalker

　　And I remember just where I was

　　When Richard Ramirez died of natural causes