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!