[Graverobber]
Out from the night, from the mist, steps a figure
No-one really knows his name for sure
He stands at six-foot-six, head and shoulders,
Pray he never comes knocking at your door
Say that you once bought a heart
Or new corneas
But somehow never managed
To square away your debt?
He won't bother to write
Or to phone you.
He'll just rip your still-beating heart
From your chest!
[Chorus]
Repo Man!
Repo Man!
[Graverobber]
Now you could run, you could hide,
You could try to
But he always has a way of finding you
He will come at your weakest hour
When no-one's around
who might rescue you
[Chorus]
Repo Man!
Repo Man!
[Graverobber]
And none of us are free from this horror,
For many years ago, we all fell in debt:
New body parts were needed
To perfect our image
And until our debts are clear,
We will live in fear of the
[Chorus]
Repo Man!
Repo Man!
Repo Man!
Repo Man!