Mister Psycho - Space

All these people are laughing at him

And although he tries it’s getting to him

And if he sees just one more grin

He won’t be held responsible

The city’s closing in on him

And everywhere’s getting smaller and smaller

And his fingers are getting itchy now

And he won’t be held responsible, so…

Don’t freak him out, don’t freak him out, don’t freak him out, before he blows

his top (x3)

Don’t freak him out, so don’t you freak him out!

Mister Psycho, he’ll blow you away!

(x4)

See his eyes, they’re bloodshot red

And bloodshot’s what you’re going to be

It’s not the fact that he’s following you

It’s that he’s not trying to hide, and that’s what’s bothering you

The city’s closing in on him

And everywhere’s getting smaller and smaller

And his fingers are getting itchy now

And he won’t be held responsible, so…

Hey Mister Psycho, you don’t wanna blow me away!

Now he’s getting really close

Can you feel his breath upon your neck?

Now he’s listening to your thoughts

Now’s the time to be a nervous wreck

The city’s closing in on him

And everywhere’s getting smaller and smaller

And his fingers are getting itchy now

And he won’t be held responsible, so…

Don’t freak him out, don’t freak him out, don’t freak him out, before he blows

his top

Don’t freak him out, no don’t you freak him out!