I put the man in the moon I put the dial in the tone I put the grease on the wheel I put the sword in the stone I lit the southern stars I put the heathens peace And then I hit the bird in the bush And someone called the police And I know you don't mean it I know you don't mean it I know you don't mean it Because you can't Turn around and look me in the eye Turn around and look me in the eye Turn around and say it to my face Turn around and say it to my face ♪ I got a wicked on Let me scratch your ears Put down your broomstick, baby Gonna look like a witch And I can feel the hole In your memory Sinking glasses over And I'll show you things you can't unsee And I know you don't mean it I know you don't mean it I know you don't mean it Because you can't ♪ Turn around and look me in the eye Turn around and look me in the eye Turn around and say it to my face Turn around and say it to my face