My friends abuse me, people misuse me
Thought I was no good, thought I was a hood
Now they don't realize, I stalk the hillside
I find my victims, know how to pick 'em
I'm a hillside strangler
Once I got queasy, now it's so easy
No rhyme or reason, just open season
The cops can't find me, they're far behind me
And when I strike next, it's anyone's guess
I'm a hillside strangler
Never know what the night can bring
Express myself with a simple piece of string
Scum of the city, I don't need no pity
Holed up in LA, the hills where I play
I'm a hillside strangler
Well I'm a hillside strangler
The cops can't find me, they're far behind me
And when I strike next, it's anyone's guess
I'm a hillside strangler
Well I'm a hillside strangler