On the wedding anniversary Of the Johnsons they went out on a date Little Jimmy had strict orders To be in bed, to be in bed by eight But little Jimmy he knew they'd be late And he liked TV, he thought it was great He's not alone Turning channels, Jimmy faltered After hearing what he thought might have been Creepy chuckles, scary breathing And the sounds of metal s-s-s-s-scraping on wood Hired by the Johnsons that day He's professional And likes things his way Or not at all He's for hire The man upstairs He'll take care of You Jimmy grabbed the phone receiver Called the fuzz up while he peed in his pants Down the staircase in the next room Here he comes kid, hatchet clutched in his hands Jimmy trembled and crept through the dark Into the kitchen where all the knives are He's not alone, yeah Here comes the man He's for hire The man upstairs He'll take care of You You can't trust Mom, you can't trust Dad What do you do when your folks go bad? The man upstairs watched in terror As Jimmy with a knife came flying through the air Red light, blue light, cops burst in They put a bunch of guns into their hands and then The cops said "Freeze! You better stop now! You better stop now or you're gonna be dead," Yeah And they pumped little Jimmy full of lead 'Cause they thought he was crazy in the head And after that they heard a voice that said They heard a voice that said I'm the man upstairs I'm the man, I'm the man upstairs I'm the man upstairs I'm the man, I'm the man upstairs I'm the man, the man from upstairs I'm the man, the man from upstairs I'm the man, the man from upstairs I'm a freak, go boys Yeah! Whoo! Yeah! I'm the man, the man from upstairs I'm the man, the man from upstairs I'm the man, the man from upstairs Yeah! I'm the man, the man from upstairs Yeah!