Sketchy gnomes
No joke

I'm not sayin' you should believe this, sounds weird, I know
But those small, ceramic eyes creep me out so
I need to stop lookin' into that garden
Avoidin' their cold, stone sight
Can't help myself, I need to see I'm fine
I got to, got to know they've not moved

Ooh, crazy, but I'm scared of ya, damn sketchy gnomes
Ooh, crazy, I'd never want ya, damn sketchy gnomes
Won't get my own, I hate sketchy gnomes
No joke

Flakin' paint, cracks and pockmarks, the stains of grass and dead flowers
How can these kitschy little lumps of junk make me wish I had brown trousers?
Not like they're a zombie or a ghost (oh-oh-oh), obvious freaks
But you'll find a linked issue, right: uncanny valley
Brightly-painted dwarves (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) look like a crew who'll pull knives
If I dare mock (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) their owner's endeavour (eeh-eeh)
To make gardens look nice, truth is that that works never
Because they, 'cause they don't look harmless

Ooh, crazy, I'm so scared of ya, damn sketchy gnomes
Ooh, crazy, I wanna punt ya, damn sketchy gnomes

Can't take the stares of those sketchy gnomes
That one has a shovel, grave'll be shallow
I sound crazy, I don't think that I'm right (I'd hate to be nuts)
But my brain's in a rut

All around the block (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh), not just who lives to my right
Fill up their lawns (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) with these awful devils (eeh-eeh)
Wanna smash 'em but it's true, they're not haunted vessels
Just look like, look like it, not charmin'

Ooh, crazy, but I'm scared of ya, damn sketchy gnomes
Ooh, crazy, wanna blow up ya, damn sketchy gnomes
Is it just me who hates sketchy gnomes (ooh, crazy, I'm so scared of ya, damn sketchy gnomes)?
No joke
Ooh, crazy, I want to kick ya, damn sketchy gnomes
Ooh, crazy, I'm too scared of ya, you got to go