

(ha ha ha ha)
Mikey's pacing on the hardwood floor
Tearing the hinges right off the door
He's staring wide-eyed through the window pane
Looking for ghosts in the falling rain
(yeah) Nose nachos and Mike Honcho
Running through the swamp in a gold poncho
Nose nachos and Mike Honcho
High-speed chase down in Louisiana (whoooo) He's vacuuming the lawn at three
AM
Talking to the shadows like they are his friends
Heart beating like an engine out of gas
Drinking local shine straight from the glass
MIKE HONCHO!
Nose nachos, Mike Honcho (yeah)
Nose nachos, Mike Honcho
Mike Honcho's gone off the deep end