Lyrics

Fa-fa, better I can't seem to face up to the facts I'm tense and nervous and I can't relax I can't sleep 'cause my bed's on fire Don't touch me, I'm a real live wire Psycho Killer Qu'est-ce que c'est? Fa-fa-fa-fa, fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa, better Run, run, run, run, run, run, run away Oh-oh-oh Psycho Killer Qu'est-ce que c'est? Fa-fa-fa-fa, fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa, better Run, run, run, run, run, run, run away Oh, oh, oh, oh Ay-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ooh, ooh Fa-fa-fa-fa, fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa, better Ay-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya Ay-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya Fa-fa-fa-fa, fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa, better Fa-fa-fa-fa, fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa, better We are vain and we are blind I hate people when they're not polite Psycho Killer Qu'est-ce que c'est? Fa-fa-fa-fa, fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa, better Run, run, run, run, run, run, run away, oh-oh-oh Psycho Killer Qu'est-ce que c'est? Fa-fa-fa-fa, fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa, better Run, run, run, run, run, run, run away Oh, oh, oh, oh Ay-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ooh, ooh
Writer(s): David Byrne, Chris Frantz, Tina Weymouth Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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