Cousin Randy Lyrics - Singles - Infectious Grooves

"Many people have many definitions of what family is. 

Some say it's blood, some say it's a bond, 

some say it's a bond made with blood. 

Well, this is the story of Cousin Randy. 

Cousin Randy, six-foot-seven cyco muthafucka, 

locked down half his life. 

He's my family, family by blood. 

And if you see him, don't look at him long, 

'cause he'll kill ya, in a second, and it wouldn't be the first time. 

Cousin Randy..." 

He'd disappear for years, then one day he would 

just show 

Dad would buy him shows, give him $50 and he'd go 

He talked about the good old days of war in Vietnam 

Did two tours of duty with his new love heroin 

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You knew he'd be convicted before he was ever tried 

Did his time in Chino, then Folsom and Wayside 

But every day was prison, molested as a kid 

Abused by his stepfather, hard to believe the things 

he did 

We call him Cousin Randy 

Couldn't get up in the morning, couldn't get to sleep 

at night. 

Swore the room was full of Demons, but nothin' was in 

our sight. 

No one was safe when Randy came out to play, 

he would leave you for dead and then just walk away. 

We call him Cousin Randy 

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One time while at Grandma's, it was getting kind 

of late. 

Randy stayed outside 'cause his odor was so great 

He walked out the door and I told him "good night" 

He charged me, grabbed my neck and he started 

squeezing tight. 

Dad and Jim and Grandpa jumped on to his back 

He screamed "What's so good about it" before he let 

up his attack. 

The next day, while we were swimming, he tried to 

drown my sister. 

Laughing as she struggled, then he pulled her up and 

kissed her. 

We call him Cousin Randy. To us, he's just 

Cousin Randy. 

"Yeah, so when Cousin Randy wasn't in jail, 

he used to trip around, sometimes showin' up at 

the relatives house, hangin' for a while then leavin'. 

You know, everybody feelin' sorry for him and shit, 

'cause, you know, his mom died when he was so young of leukemia. 

Well one time while he was staying at my grandfather's house, 

you know, they were trying to help him out, gettin' him jobs, but you know, 

Randy wasn't too much on workin'. 

He had a one job he did longer than ever. 

He never worked more than two days, but this job he lasted a week! 

Yeah, it was taking the heads off o'chickens. 

So one day my grandfather had to ask him, seein' how Randy 

would get up early in the morning, make his lunch and he'd even go to 

work early, he was like 'Randy, what's so great about this job?' 

He says 'It makes ya think, 

it makes ya wonder, i's just so expanding of the mind. 

Ya see, there I am, I rip the head off the chicken, and then the chicken 

starts flyin' all over. Then he comes back at me, and I wonder is he flyin' 

back at me 'cause he's mad 'cause I ripped his head off, or is he flyin' 

at me 'cause I'm holdin' his head in my hand, or is he flyin' at me 'cause 

he can't see where he's goin'?' 

Yeah, ain't no one seen Cousin Randy in many years..."