He dont come in from the front door,
he dont get buried in the snow.
he dont come in from the front door,
he dont get get buried in the snow.
Part man
Part myth
Part time
Part eskimo
He dont look pretty in the moonlight,
He dont leave money when he go.
He dont look pretty in the moonlight,
He dont leave money when he go.
Part man
Part myth
Part time
ten years ago
Watch him dance when the morning just comes
Stompin his feet, scratchin up the wall
You never get peace, no you never give a slip to who you are
It's one step too far
Stop that Psycho out of this noise
Pull a hand to tell em , just make a choice
Straightjackets don't fit when you tear em up and pull em half around
And around...
he don't 'duce any no evil
he don't do the merry-go-round
he don't 'duce any no evil
he don't do the merry-go-round
Part Man,
Part Myth,
Part Time,
on the rebound
he don't need a ticket to Toledo
he don't want buried in the ground
he don't need a lot, lot libido
he don't weigh nothin but a pound
Part Man,
Part Myth,
Part Time,
that's a reach around
Watch you choke when the girls catch fire
Blowing of the smoke tearing out the wire
Never know what you don't know if you never lift your head
That's what the doctor said
Bang when the drums that are taped to the phone
Nothing he can do to have the skin and bone
There was nothing much anyone could say when he threw up in the rain
Well anything to ease the pain...
Watch him dance when the morning just comes
Stompin his feet, scratchin up the wall
You never get peace, no you never give a slip to who you are
It's one step too far
Stop that Psycho out of this noise
Pull a hand to tell em , just make a choice
Straightjackets don't fit when you tear em up and pull em half around
And around... and around and around....
he dont get buried in the snow.
he dont come in from the front door,
he dont get get buried in the snow.
Part man
Part myth
Part time
Part eskimo
He dont look pretty in the moonlight,
He dont leave money when he go.
He dont look pretty in the moonlight,
He dont leave money when he go.
Part man
Part myth
Part time
ten years ago
Watch him dance when the morning just comes
Stompin his feet, scratchin up the wall
You never get peace, no you never give a slip to who you are
It's one step too far
Stop that Psycho out of this noise
Pull a hand to tell em , just make a choice
Straightjackets don't fit when you tear em up and pull em half around
And around...
he don't 'duce any no evil
he don't do the merry-go-round
he don't 'duce any no evil
he don't do the merry-go-round
Part Man,
Part Myth,
Part Time,
on the rebound
he don't need a ticket to Toledo
he don't want buried in the ground
he don't need a lot, lot libido
he don't weigh nothin but a pound
Part Man,
Part Myth,
Part Time,
that's a reach around
Watch you choke when the girls catch fire
Blowing of the smoke tearing out the wire
Never know what you don't know if you never lift your head
That's what the doctor said
Bang when the drums that are taped to the phone
Nothing he can do to have the skin and bone
There was nothing much anyone could say when he threw up in the rain
Well anything to ease the pain...
Watch him dance when the morning just comes
Stompin his feet, scratchin up the wall
You never get peace, no you never give a slip to who you are
It's one step too far
Stop that Psycho out of this noise
Pull a hand to tell em , just make a choice
Straightjackets don't fit when you tear em up and pull em half around
And around... and around and around....