We´re the things that go bump in the night that you can´t see
Yeah, we´re the mishaps that always happen in threes
This ain´t no rocket science, no big mystery
Why the light of day is shown to us is absolutely meaningless to me

Well first things first, we´ve gotta find a way
To make the beauty of the nighttime last all day
We´ll do our very best to keep our appetites in check
You better watch your back, we want your neck

Nothing but rotten apples lay here light-years from the tree
Got thrown out of the house at the ripe age of three
I´ll do my very best to keep my feelings off my chest
And out of your neck, out of your neck

We´re the things that go bump in the night that you can´t see
Yeah, we´re the mishaps that always happen in threes
This ain´t no rocket science, no big mystery
Why the light of day is shown to us is absolutely meaningless to me

We´re the things that go bump in the night that you can´t see
Yeah, we´re the mishaps that always happen in threes
This ain´t no rocket science, no big mystery
Why the light of day is shown to us is absolutely meaningless to me
We´re the dreams that crumble into nightmares while you sleep
Yeah, we´re that feeling someone´s watching from the street
This ain´t no rocket science, no big mystery
Why the light of day is shown to us is absolutely meaningless to me