Mr. Otis

By George the Third 2002
Music and Lyrics by Andy Walsh
Better watch out, cause he's a creepin'
and he's dancin' on your nerves, break him out, not swerving on the curves, never stopping, complete animal instinct, don't care what you think.
He'll take a shit on your head.
Your minds vibrating and shaken from the things he's said.
Here comes Mr. Otis.
Watch out for Mr. Otis.
Here Comes Mr. Otis!
Look out for Mr. Otis!!
Here he comes, prowling down the street. His mind is evil, his face is sweet.
His time is coming, your fate is near. He'll take you fast, so dry your tears.
Ever since the beginning of time, one has never seen the fine, outstanding,
clever, intellectual mind of one being named Mr. Otis.
Better watch out.
Cause he isn't sleeping, now!
On your feet, scream and shout! No time to hear a single word.
Tough as shit. Hard as nails. Your face is looking mighty pale. Because,