SO-SO PSYCHO

Dangling jewelry and tambourine headcap
Beaded beard, red, ochre mosaic
Boots he never takes off
Patchwork jeans to use as a shirt

And he calls himself unstable, demented, perverse
Likely any time of day or night
To bash your head with a rainstick
Or to ice-skate on a spring pond
But I know, I know...

CHORUS
He's a so-so psycho from Soho
So-so psycho from Soho
He's a so-so psycho from Soho
But he tries real hard though

Yelling at the crowds at the fountain
Wind-blown spray makes him look like he's drowning
In all the bullshit that he's been spouting
Squares at the square have all been taken
By this...

CHORUS
So-so psycho from Soho
So-so psycho from Soho
He's a so-so psycho from Soho
But he tries real hard though

SOLO

And he calls himself a paranoid, maniacal fruitcake
Bananad out of all his walled nuts
Spilling loose on the floor
He'd get more but there's no store
That sells that kind of fresh produce
Come on now just cut the crap

CHORUS
You're a so-so psycho from Soho
So-so psycho from Soho
You're a so-so psycho from Soho
But you try real hard though
You're a so-so Psycho

So-so psycho from Soho
So-so psycho from Soho
So-so psycho from Soho