Disciplinary, and it′s all kinda scary

If I jingle my keys, don't call me Keyman, please!

Rewind, refine and you′ll find me inside

Fine, you can fawn 'til the dawn

I'll be dreaming for the open-morning lovely girl

Wrote you a song and now you′re singing it wrong

And if I jingle my keys, don′t call me Keyman, please!

Rewind, refine and you'll find me inside

Fine, you can fawn ′til the dawn

I'll be dreaming for the open-morning lovely girl

No one afra-aid

Tongue upon tongue

When love is all pa-ain

I′ll think about where we've gone

Someone might say-ay (Oh, what?)

A girl who′s crying (Ooh)

And trust with my ra-ain

Lovingly wrote your song

Hear that sound? (Hear that sound?)

It was a signal from my i-island (From my i-island)

Now you can see it and survi-i-ive (See it and survi-i-ive)

Nonsense, it's the way washing up from the wave

Oh, hear that sound? (Hear that sound?)

It was a signal from my i-island (From my i-island)

Now you can see it and survi-i-ive (See it and survi-i-ive)

Nonsense, it's the way washing up from the wave

Rewind, refine and you′ll find me inside

Fine, you can fawn ′til the dawn

I'll be dreaming for the open-morning lovely girl

Dreaming for the open-morning lovely girl

(Oh-oh-oh)

Please call me Keyman, I can understand it

Much better than unlocking vanity

Thus, call me Keyman, in fact, I demand it

Opened doors sound sensible to me

Oh, call me Keyman like I comprehend it

Wagering forth some bludgeoned harmony

But when I go then please still call me Keyman

Not for how it were, but for how I beg to be