Part Man, Part Myth, Part Time

He don't come in from the front door
He don't get buried in the snow
He don't come in from the front door
He don't get get buried in the snow
Part man, part myth, part time, part Eskimo

He don't look pretty in the moonlight
He don't leave money when he go
He don't look pretty in the moonlight
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
Stomping his feet, scratching up the wall
You never get peace, no you never give a slip to who you are
It's one step too far
Stomp that psycho out of this noise
Pull a hand to tell them, just make a choice
Straightjackets don't fit when you tear them up and pull them half around
Around...

He don't do sin he's no evil
He don't do the merry-go-round
He don't do sin he's no evil
He don't do the merry-go-round
Part man, part myth, part time, on the rebound

He don't need a ticket to Toledo
He don't want buried in the ground
He don't need a lot, lot libido
He don't weigh nothing but a pound
Part man, part myth, part time, that's a reach around

Watch you choke when the girls catch fire
Blowing off 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
Stomping his feet, scratching up the wall
You never get peace, no you never give a slip to who you are
It's one step too far
Stomp that psycho out of this noise
Pull a hand to tell them, just make a choice
Straightjackets don't fit when you tear them up and pull them half around
Around...