I taught you how to cyclops rock
(And then you go and)
Turn around and break my heart
(And then you go and)
Waste my cyclops time
And mess up my cyclops mind
I'm sick, like Chucky was sick
My defeated heart keeps beating on
I won't die, like Chucky won't die
But I'm not here to socialize
Gotta find a new place to hang out
`Cause I'm tired of living in hell
I'm a mess since you cut me out
But Chucky's arm keeps me company
I'm a fright with my tombstone smile
All the children run away from me
Gotta find new friends to hang with
`Cause you're all afraid of me
I taught you how to cyclops rock
(And then you go and)
Turn around and break my heart
(And then you go and)
Waste my cyclops time
And mess up my cyclops mind
Dan!
It was sweet, like lead paint is sweet
But the after-effect left me paralyzed
I just stare with my one glass eye
Hoping you won't be back again
There's a whole new generation
Waiting to be wrecked by you
I taught you how to cyclops rock
(And then you go and)
Turn around and break my heart
And waste my cyclops time
And I've got a cyclops mind
Pony, twist, monkey and frug
These are the things that I taught to you
Hitchhike, boogie, hypocrite bop
I'm stuck in a van outside of New York
I taught you how to cyclops rock
(And then you go and)
Turn around and break my heart
And waste my cyclops time
And I've got a cyclops mind
Quoth the Johns:
This is the story of a fellow who feels betrayed and beaten by a relationship, but is surviving. He compares himself to Chuckie, from the Child's Play movies. The shocking chant at the end is delivered by Cerys Matthews, the singer from UK hit makers Catatonia.
—John Flansburgh and John Linnell
[source: Emusic promotional email, August 3, 2001]