Psycho 9
The Tear Garden Lyrics


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I took my customary stroll
In the mid-day sun
Got my devil diviner
Hand on my gun
Now the game's for you
We do it for fun
Look out!
Got this itch inside my skull
Got a clip on my wings
Now I'm seeing you peripheral
Or what's under your skin
Got a basket full of puppets
A hatful of pins
Look out!
Some folks set up a posse
In the local estate now to cripple me
Crisp at the stake
You forgot a few believers
You made a mistake
Look out!
Now they hide inside their boxes
Not a soul on the street
Except for pizzaman
Strangers




Little old me
Look out!

Overall Meaning

In The Tear Garden's song Psycho 9, the singer describes his experience taking a walk under the mid-day sun, with his devil diviner in hand and a clip on his wings. He states that the game is for his listener's sake, and that it is all done for the sake of fun. Although the singer has an itch in his skull, he claims to be able to see his listener's peripheral and even what's underneath his listener's skin.


Throughout the song, the singer also alludes to the idea of puppets and pins, seemingly hinting at control and manipulation. He mentions that some people have set up a posse in the local estate to cripple him, but they have forgotten a few of his believers, leaving them vulnerable to his power. Finally, the singer notes that everyone has hidden inside their boxes, with only the pizzaman, strangers, and himself on the street.


Overall, the song describes a twisted and unsettling sense of power and control, with the singer seemingly enjoying his control over his audience.


Line by Line Meaning

I took my customary stroll
I went for my usual walk


In the mid-day sun
It was during the hottest hours of the day


Got my devil diviner
I have my tool to help me find trouble


Hand on my gun
Ready for anything, I'm holding my weapon


Now the game's for you
I challenge you to play


We do it for fun
We do it just for pleasure


Look out!
Be alert and watchful


Got this itch inside my skull
There's something bothering me in my head


Got a clip on my wings
I am unable to fly or escape


Now I'm seeing you peripheral
I am seeing you out of the corner of my eye


Or what's under your skin
Maybe seeing what kind of person you truly are


Got a basket full of puppets
I have many allies that I control, like puppets in a basket


A hatful of pins
Sharp and pointed tools to use against my enemies


Some folks set up a posse
A group has formed to go after me


In the local estate now to cripple me
They want to ruin me in my own community


Crisp at the stake
They want to burn me alive


You forgot a few believers
You didn't get all of the people on your side


You made a mistake
You underestimated me


Now they hide inside their boxes
My enemies are now hiding in their homes


Not a soul on the street
There's nobody outside


Except for pizzaman
Only the pizza delivery person is brave enough to be out


Strangers
Everyone else is a stranger or an enemy


Little old me
But I'm just a harmless, innocent person


Look out!
Stay alert and vigilant




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