"Bugaboo" lyrics

Miramar, the mornings there were so kind
Slowly growing horns on the bovine
Simon's going on about an old friend
Boysenberry stories from an old mind

Beautiful, the baby boy with bug eyes
Wooden roads and Power Ranger punch lines
Junie B was jonesing for a bug bite
Candy-coated California sunrise

Bugaboo, finding you out again
You're Mr. Trouble
The time of year for a souvenir
Has come and gone

You hide behind a fragile smile
As little fires grow
Grassy knees from chasing things
That never could come home

Don't mind all your little frights
Goodnight, I'll turn out the lights

Bugaboo, finding you out again
You're Mr. Trouble
The time of year for a souvenir
Has come and gone

Bugaboo, finding you out again
You're Mr. Trouble
The time of year for a souvenir
Has come and gone

Bugaboo, finding you out again
You're Mr. Trouble
The time of year for a souvenir
Has come and gone