Igør

Who's that running behind?
 Better not let him find you
 If you wanna stay alive
 The look on his face makes you
 Wonder why they say it's true
 Is he really human?
 I!
 Gør!
 Ha-ha-ha!
 Here is how the story goes!
 Arriving in this old mansion
 We asked ourselves what was his intention
 Didn't know what we were in for
 After all we'd only known the man for
 A few weeks, a few days, really
 He looked kinda cool, didn't think he was scary
 We found him feeding his beast
 With four fat chunks of pieces of meat
 He came towards us talking about mammals
 I think he had a taste for animals
 And he tried to hypnotize
 We were invited to come for the weekend
 I don't know why we were weak and
 And accepted - what a big mistake!
 Igør, his name was Igør
 Igør, his name was Igør
 Who's that running behind?
 Better not let him find you
 If you wanna stay alive
 The look on his face makes you
 Wonder why they say it's true
 Is he really human?
 I!
 Gør!
 Ha-ha-ha!
 Me and music not the same
 We arrived as night was falling
 It felt kinda strange cos it was ten in the morning
 First thing we saw was a black cat chasing a big
 Yellow and purple rat
 Scraping the walls and eating some mushrooms
 He walked us around the fifty seven rooms of his manor
 Insects turning round and round
 His collection of lost and founds
 We started to wonder if he was sniffing coke
 You should have listened to his weird jokes
 "What's cute and goes red when you press the button?"
 "I'm really not bad as a singer but
 I realise that my three fingers
 Make it harder to play the violin"
 Me and the music, it's not the same
 It's not the same, not same, it's not the same
 So we decided to follow him
 Down seventy-seven steps
 When suddenly he tried to leave us behind
 And there, before our eyes
 Wow!
 Never had we seen something of that kind
 Strange liquid dripping
 Green - and slimy - from a hole in the ceiling
 In this room full of
 Instruments - contraptions - gigantic machines
 And on the wall
 A saw - battle-axe - machete - dagger - sabre
 We were afraid (yes we were!)
 And when he lowered his pants we discovered a mini-Igør!
 When he saw us
 With a grin he said we had to pay
 He ran through the room
 With a paper, a feather and some ink
 His hair changed colour
 And his flesh turned to pâté
 But the most scary thing is
 He wanted us to drink: water!
 Oohohohoooh
 Oohohohoooh
 Run fast, go home!
 Run fast, go home!
 Run fast, go home, run fast, go home
 Now!