We're the things that go bump in the night that you can't see   Yeah, we're the mishaps that always happen in threes   This ain't no rocket science, no big mystery   Why the light of day is shown to us is absolutely meaningless to me      Well first things first, we've gotta find a way   To make the beauty of the nighttime last all day   We'll do our very best to keep our appetites in check   You better watch your back, we want your neck      Nothing but rotten apples lay here light-years from the tree   Got thrown out of the house at the ripe age of three   I'll do my very best to keep my feelings off my chest   And out of your neck, out of your neck      We're the things that go bump in the night that you can't see   Yeah, we're the mishaps that always happen in threes   This ain't no rocket science, no big mystery   Why the light of day is shown to us is absolutely meaningless to me      We're the things that go bump in the night that you can't see   Yeah, we're the mishaps that always happen in threes   This ain't no rocket science, no big mystery   Why the light of day is shown to us is absolutely meaningless to me   We're the dreams that crumble into nightmares while you sleep   Yeah, we're that feeling someone's watching from the street   This ain't no rocket science, no big mystery   Why the light of day is shown to us is absolutely meaningless to me