There's Someone Knockin' On My Door
There's Someone Knockin' On My Door
I Think They're Looking For Me
I Think They're Looking For Me
Pretend There Ain't Nobody Home
Don't Make A Sound, Don't Even Move
Don't Give Them Nothing To See
I Think They're Looking For Me

I Got To Run
I Got To Run
I Got To Run
I Got To Run
I Got To Run

There's Someone Crawling In My Yard
There's Someone Creeping On My Roof
There's Someone Tapping My Phone
I Feel It Deep In My Bones
They Want To Probe My Intuition
They Want To Find Out What I Know
Why Don't They Leave Me Alone
Why Don't They Leave Me Alone

I Got To Run
I Got To Run
I Got To Run
Might Be The Catcher
Or The Controller
Can't Be Too Careful
I Take Precautions
They're Very Clever
I Got To Run

Faceless Surgeons Armed With Razors
Cut Out Our Imagination

(Repeat First Verse)

(repeat Chorus)

Faceless Surgeons Armed With Razors
Cut Out Our Imagination
It's A Strange Thing
Deadly Reason
Razors Cut With Such Precision
Probing Deep Without Detection
Razors Never Lie
But It's All Right

I Think They're Looking For Me
I Think They're Looking For Me
I Think They're Looking For Me
I Think They're Looking For Meeeeeeeeeee