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Boingo Oingo - Controller Lyrics



Boingo Oingo - Controller Lyrics




There's someone knockin' on my door

There's someone knockin' on my door

I think they're looking for me

I think they're looking for me

Pretend there ain't nobody home

Don't make a sound, don't even move

Don't give them nothing to see

I think they're looking for me


I got to run

I got to run

I got to run

I got to run

I got to run


There's someone crawling in my yard

There's someone creeping on my roof

There's someone tapping my phone

I feel it deep in my bones

They want to probe my intuition

They want to find out what I know

Why don't they leave me alone

Why don't they leave me alone


I got to run

I got to run

I got to run

Might be the catcher

Or the controller

Can't be too careful

I take precautions

They're very clever

I got to run


Faceless surgeons armed with razors

Cut out our imagination


(Repeat first verse)


(repeat chorus)


Faceless surgeons armed with razors

Cut out our imagination

It's a strange thing

Deadly reason

Razors cut with such precision

Probing deep without detection

Razors never lie

But it's all right


I think they're looking for me

I think they're looking for me

I think they're looking for me

I think they're looking for meeeeeeeeeee
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There's someone knockin' on my door

There's someone knockin' on my door

I think they're looking for me

I think they're looking for me

Pretend there ain't nobody home

Don't make a sound, don't even move

Don't give them nothing to see

I think they're looking for me


I got to run

I got to run

I got to run

I got to run

I got to run


There's someone crawling in my yard

There's someone creeping on my roof

There's someone tapping my phone

I feel it deep in my bones

They want to probe my intuition

They want to find out what I know

Why don't they leave me alone

Why don't they leave me alone


I got to run

I got to run

I got to run

Might be the catcher

Or the controller

Can't be too careful

I take precautions

They're very clever

I got to run


Faceless surgeons armed with razors

Cut out our imagination


(Repeat first verse)


(repeat chorus)


Faceless surgeons armed with razors

Cut out our imagination

It's a strange thing

Deadly reason

Razors cut with such precision

Probing deep without detection

Razors never lie

But it's all right


I think they're looking for me

I think they're looking for me

I think they're looking for me

I think they're looking for meeeeeeeeeee
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Writer: ALBERT, PARSONS, RAVEN, VICTOR
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group

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