Ahhhhh... ay ya ya
Ahhhhh... ay ya ya
I get the feeling you're not ordinary
I got a head like falling masonary
I'll cut your strings, ah yes, a puppet machine
I watch you drop and fall apart at the seams
I meant to get you, let there be no doubt
You wanna try and get your teeth knocked out
I'm gonna push you further into my dream
The back of every head holds something obscene
Ahhhhh... ay ya ya
Ahhhhh... ay ya ya
Ahhhhh... ay ya ya
Ahhhhh... ay ya ya
Ahhhhh... ay ya ya
ay ya ya