Belligerent little dudes
With shit in their pants
Are you trying to tell us something?
We don't understand
Avoiding the accidentals
On a plastic glockenspiel
Doing a hundred on the 401
Now you know it's real
Yeah, you know it's real
Yeah, you know
I'm a baby and I'm dumb
But I'm the only one
Who doesn't know
Who doesn't know
I am a private eye
And I'm spying on some guy
Who doesn't know
Who doesn't know
To wake up inside a nightmare
Where everything is wrong
The cannibals are cooking up a stew
So blame your older brother
You should of known it all along
The cannibals are looking straight at you
It's me, I'm in disguise
And I should probably tell my wife
Who doesn't know
Who doesn't know