He's got the cops, they're knocking down his door
He left the murder weapon lying on the floor
The sister's finally gone, now he's the only son
It was a bloody day in Bremerton
One stop, chop shop
Somebody call the cops
One stop, chop shop
Somebody call [Em]the cops
In a studio apartment, his axe wouldn't stop
So many pieces everywhere he had to [C7]mop
She should have paid him back last week for [Dm7]all [Em]the meth
That still small [Em]voice told him, "Axe her to [C7]death"
One stop, chop shop
Somebody call [Em]the cops
One stop, chop shop
Somebody call [Em]the cops
I hope they put this guy away until the end of time
He must be [Am]messed up in the head to [C7]have committed this sick crime
His confession [C7]to [C7]the police it painted such a gruesome scene
The apartment was [Am7]more ɾed than they have ever seen
It's so sad to [C7]see that chalky outline
Be town murders happen all [Em]the time
One stop, chop shop
Somebody call [Em]the cops
One stop, chop shop
Somebody call [Em]the cops
