Stick De Hockey
Ilegales
Hockey Stick
Tonight I have a party
I'll look for something to hunt
My hockey stick in hand
Looking for something to destroy
Sometimes they talk in the newspapers
About the killer in the city
I come back home clean of blood
And guilt complexes
As a kid, I was a morbid child
I went to school to fight
My hockey stick in hand
Looking for something to destroy
They call me a harmless crazy
It seems they don't know me well
I come back home very convinced
I'll kill today and tomorrow too
Mom doesn't want me to go out at night
And I like to stay up late
How to explain to her that I'm a maniac
And every night I have to kill?
The doctor says everything is fine
I don't need to be hospitalized
There's no danger or harm
But being alone sometimes
I feel like killing mom
Tonight I have a party
I'll look for something to hunt
My hockey stick in hand
Looking for something to destroy
Sometimes they talk in the newspapers
About the killer in the city
I come back home clean of blood
And guilt complexes
As a kid, I was a morbid child
I went to school to fight
My hockey stick in hand
Looking for something to destroy
