They Came In-Butthole Surfers

They came in the clothes that I'm in And threw the phone at my wall They were strangers They drive in the car that I'm in And you never see their faces at all They were strangers They drive in the car that I'm in And you never see their faces at all They know my fears and cry in my tears Through a face without an eye at all They came in the phone that I'm in And threw the face on my wall Know my tears and cry in my fears Through an eye without a face at all Face at all... face at all... Face at all... face at all... They came in the phone that I'm in And threw the face on my wall Know my fears and cry in my tears Through a face without an eye at all Aaahhh...