Out from the night, from the mists steps a figure
No
one really knows his name for sure
He stands at
6'
6" head and shoulders
Pray he never comes knocking at your
door.
Say that you once bought a heart or new corneas
But somehow never managed to square away your debts?
He won't bother to write or to phone you
He'll just
rip the still-beating heart from your chest!
(REEEEEPOOOO MAAAAAAN)
Now you can run, you can hide, you can try to...
But he always has a way of finding you
He will come at your weakest hour
When no
one's around who might rescue you.
(REEEEEPOOOO MAAAAAAN, REEEEEPOOOO MAAAAAAN)
And none of us are
free from this horror
For many years ago, we all fell in debt
New body parts were needed to
perfect our image
And until our debts are clear, we will live in fear of the--
(REEEEEPOOOO MAAAAAAN, REEEEEPOOOO MAAAAAAN)
