written with Eric McFadden / electronic sounds by Severine Tessa / strings by The Inchtabokatables
Lyrics
They crawls up in my bed
They crawls under the sheets
They crawls right up in my head
When I am trying to sleep
They gets under my nails
They gets under my skin
They’s kickin down the doors of my mind
Screamin, “let me in!”
They can’t be real
They can be there
This is what I tell myself
But it see they everywhere
What is they?
What is that thing?
What is they -
the they that drives me crazy
the they of which I sing?
They could be a he or she
Or you or someone else
All I know is they is something
Other than myself
I don’t know what they’s up to
But you know what they say
I try not to listen
But I hear they anyway
Id be fine if only
They’d be mindin they’s own biz
Why should I care they says
When I don’t what they is?
What is they?
What is that thing?
What is they -
the they that drives me crazy
the they of which I sing?
They, its they I say
They’s a cryin shame
They, it’s they I say
They’s the one to blame
What is they?
They’s the cross I carry
What is that thing?
You may think I’m a clown
What is they?
In my vocabulary
They’s a singular noun