I like to hide behind my glasses

When I feel uptight

I like to hide behind my glasses

When I'm trippin' in the strobelight Hide behind my glasses

So I can give you all dirty looks

Like I hate you Incompetent... moron... son of a... son of a... son of jerk ! In another world behind the shaded lens

Doctor jekyll, mr hyde, link-a-side

In another world behind the shaded lens

Doctor jekyll, mr hyde, link-a-side I like to hide behind my glasses

So I can disappear to run and hide

I like to hide behind my glasses

So in myself I can confide

I like to hide behind my glasses

So I can make the boss the little man I'll take my underdog supersauce pill

To beat the bullies and save the land

To beat the bullies and save the land

And sa-ave, sa-ave, sa-ave, save the land ! But when I take off my glasses

I shrink down again

They interrupt my psychedelic kingdom and

They think they can whip me

With my silver pen So don't ask me why I put on my glasses again !

Don't ask me why I put on my glasses again !

I must repeat myself because I have to win !

So don't ask me why I put on my glasses again ! I like to hide behind my glasses (repeat)

When I'm trippin' in the strobelight (repeat)