Shut the eyes in the cupboard

Fifteen blows to your mind
Who's got the loneliest feeling

And if you get too far inside
It's always best when the light is off

Fifteen blows to the back of your head
And either way you turn, I'll be there
Climbing up the walls
It's always better on the outside
Open up your skull, I'll be there
Climbing up the walls
Open up your skull, I'll be there

It's always best when the choir is out
You know we're friends till we die
Do not cry out or hit the alarm
Climbing up the walls
Climbing up the walls
You'll only see your reflection
I am the pick in the ice
And either way you turn, I'll be there
So lock the kids up safe tonight
I got the smell of a local man