Repo-man's

Out from the night, from the mists steps a figure No one really knows his name for sure He stands at 6'6" head and shoulders Pray he never comes knocking at your door. Say that you once bought a heart or new corneas But somehow never managed to square away your debts? He won't bother to write or to phone you He'll just rip the still-beating heart from your chest! (REEEEEPOOOO MAAAAAAN) Now you can run, you can hide, you can try to... But he always has a way of finding you He will come at your weakest hour When no one's around who might rescue you. (REEEEEPOOOO MAAAAAAN, REEEEEPOOOO MAAAAAAN) And none of us are free from this horror For many years ago, we all fell in debt New body parts were needed to perfect our image And until our debts are clear, we will live in fear of the-- (REEEEEPOOOO MAAAAAAN, REEEEEPOOOO MAAAAAAN)