They Came In - Butthole Surfers

They came in the clothes that I’m in

And threw the phone at my wall

They were strangers

They drive in the car that I’m in

And you never see their faces at all

They were strangers

They drive in the car that I’m in

And you never see their faces at all

They know my fears and cry in my tears

Through a face without an eye at all

They came in the phone that I’m in

And threw the face on my wall

Know my tears and cry in my fears

Through an eye without a face at all

Face at all… face at all…

Face at all… face at all…

They came in the phone that I’m in

And threw the face on my wall

Know my fears and cry in my tears

Through a face without an eye at all

Aaahhh…