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!