Out from the night..
Thanks 4 All the Fish
...from the mists, 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 debts.
He won't bother to write or to phone you:
He'll just rip the still-beating heart from your chest!
Repo Man...! Repo Man.. !