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
You go round, go round, go round
I’ll watch myself hang on
Look out for the Bugman
You go round, go round, go round
Watch yourself 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
You go round, go round, go round
I’ll watch myself, look out
Look out for the Bugman
You go round, go round, go round
Watch yourself hang on
Look out for the Bugman
I go out in the city
I stay away from the bugs, oh yeah
I go out in the city
I go out in the city
Space is the place
Space is the place
Space is the place