Well he don't come in from the front door
Well he don't get buried in the snow
Well he don't come in from the front door
Well he don't get buried in the snow
Part man, part myth, part time, part eskimo

Well he don't look pretty in the moonlight
Well he don't leave money when he go
Well he don't look pretty in the moonlight
Well he don't 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…

Well he don't 'duce any no evil
Well he don't do the merry-go-round
Well he don't 'duce any no evil
Well he don't do the merry-go-round
Part man, part myth, part time, on the rebound

Well he don't need a ticket to toledo
Well he don't want buried in the ground
Well he don't need a lot, lot libido
Well he don't weigh nothin but a pound
Part man, part myth, part time, likes 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….