I want to know the day custodian I want to hear his harsh refrain But most of all, I hear the calling Of the watchman after hours I want to be the night security I want to own a tiny TV With the sound turned down, and no one around I'll sing so very loud I want to be the night security I want to sleep right in my clothes I want to open my eyes, as people walk by And whisper "who's that guy?" My keychain is on the table Its massive size implies The scope of what I'm able To unlock any time I want to be the night security I want to sleep right in my clothes I want to open my eyes, as people walk by And whisper "who's that guy?"