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 the cops      In a studio apartment, his axe wouldn't stop   So many pieces everywhere he had to mop   She should have paid him back last week for all the meth   That still small voice told him, "Axe her to death"      One stop, chop shop   Somebody call the cops   One stop, chop shop   Somebody call the cops      I hope they put this guy away until the end of time   He must be messed up in the head to have committed this sick crime   His confession to the police it painted such a gruesome scene   The apartment was more red than they have ever seen      It's so sad to see that chalky outline   B town murders happen all the time      One stop, chop shop   Somebody call the cops   One stop, chop shop   Somebody call the cops