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I took my customary stroll in the midday sun
Got my devil ?? diviner, my hand on my gun
Now the game's for you, we do it for fun
Look out!

Got this itch inside my skull, got a clip on my wings
Now I'm seeing you peripheral, what's under your skin
Got a basketful of puppets, a hatful of pins
Look out!

Some folks set up a posse in the local estate
Down to cripple me for ?? crisp at the stake
But you forgot a few believers, you made a mistake
Look out!

Now they hide inside their boxes, not a soul on the street
Except for pizzaman, strangers, and little old me
Little old me...
Look out!
I took my customary stroll in the midday sun   Got my devil ?? diviner, my hand on my gun   Now the game's for you, we do it for fun   Look out!      Got this itch inside my skull, got a clip on my wings   Now I'm seeing you peripheral, what's under your skin   Got a basketful of puppets, a hatful of pins   Look out!      Some folks set up a posse in the local estate   Down to cripple me for ?? crisp at the stake   But you forgot a few believers, you made a mistake   Look out!      Now they hide inside their boxes, not a soul on the street   Except for pizzaman, strangers, and little old me   Little old me...   Look out!