Bugman

I am the ex-offender
They let me out in the summer
I think I was in a coma
I didn’t know what to do Oh no
(go round, go round, go round)
Il watch myself hang on Look out for the Bugman
I got no sense of existence
I know the nodding dogs
I go out in the city
I stay away from the bugs
I go out in the city
I stay away from the bugs
I go out in the city, I go out in the city
Look out for the bugman
stay away from the bugs
(space is the place)