From early days of infancy through trembling years of youth long murky middle-age and final hours long in the tooth he is the hundred names of terrorcreature you love theleast Picture his name before you and exorcise the beast He roved up and down through history spectre with tales to tell In the darkness when the campfire's dead to each his private hell If you look behind your shoulder as you feel his eyes to feast you can witness now the everchanging nature of the beast Beastie Beastie Beastie Beastie If you wear a warmer sporran you can keep the foe at bay You can pop those pills and visit some psychiatrist who'll say there's nothing I can do for you everywhere's a danger zone I'd love to help get rid of it but I've got one of my own Beastie There's a beast upon my shoulder Beastie and a fiend upon my back Beastie Feel his burning breath a heaving Beastie smoke oozing from his stack <♪> And he moves beneath the covers Beastie or he lies below the bed Beastie He's the beast upon your shoulder Beastie He's the price upon your head He's the lonely fear of dying and for some, of living too He's your private nightmare pricking. He'd just love to turn the screw So stand as one defiant yes and let your voices swell Stare that beastie in the face and really give him hell Beastie There's a beast upon my shoulder Beastie and a fiend upon my back Beastie Feel his burning breath a heaving Beastie smoke oozing from his stack Beastie And he moves beneath the covers Beastie or he lies below the bed Beastie He's the beast upon your shoulder Beastie He's the price upon your head