Yo, yeah Can you hear that? It's our song Are you sleepy? a nap You're not afraid of the dark? Are
You hear the as it makes ya not wanna go to sleep I knock on door, its locked so I go to creep 'Round the back, with binoculars, not I wanna peep But because I'm hungry, she smells tacos I wanna eat
of hot chocolaty marshmallows, all so sweet With plums, oh look, here comes Marshall, he's on your street He's placing hot, smoldering charcoals beneath feet Now walk on 'em, he's with carcasses cheek to cheek
Like a turkey, a holiday ham Cinnamon sprinkled on toast, marmalade jam Flavor my favorite graham crackers with Ramsey I a modern day Jack the Ripper is all that I am
(My box) 'Cause when the are off, I see the girls asleep (My box) But I can hear you, my love, you calling me (My box) And when worlds apart, you mean the world to me (My box) So if you call, I come, I will (My box)
(My box) 'Cause when the lights are off, I see the asleep (My box) I my music box, playing a song for me (My box) So when she twirls around and do a for me (My box) Won't you be my private little (My box)
I almost comatose, who wants to be sober? Gross! I foam a doberman, mouth open, I overdose Put coke up my nostrils, in both my holes and I plug my My pupils quadruple in size, are so bugged, I know
I put on my make-up, get naked, and run around Wavin' the gun around, I think I'm down to a pounds thunder, I wonder how come it rains but the sun is out? The devil's upset with his wife, they be sluggin' it out
I must be buggin' the fuck out, but what the fuck Voices are me up to the attic, I love my house They pull and tug my blouse, the sound of a music box Comes from inside a toy chest, but do I do? It's locked
I pick it and open it, but it's stuffed full of human I dig 'til I find it, I it up, and the tune just starts Its playing a song, so beautiful and the is dark The moon is full, I smell a funeral, guess I'll loom in the
(My box) 'Cause when the are off, I see the girls asleep (My box) But I can hear you, my love, you calling me (My box) And we're worlds apart, you mean the world to me (My box) So if you call, I come, I answer (My box)
(My box) 'Cause when the are off, I see the girls asleep (My box) I hear my box, playing a song for me (My box) So she twirls around and do a whirl for me (My box) Won't you be my little dancer? (My box)
I'm fixated on asphyxiating and breakin' little chick's Neck like a stick the sick Satan worshippin' get horse-whippin's, I'm in the back Through the back door, slippin' through the crack leavin' the drippin'
The mortician of love, sent from forced And treat 'em all when them all, stingy I've become Been doin' this for more than a century, I'm just numb Am I dreamin', is it real? Someone pinch me on the
The time has to tie her up, gotta roll me the ladder had enough of the chatter, climb up to the window, look at her Then climb in, slowly shatter her matter and batter her With the bat, a matter of fact will splatter her
But before I do that, have a chat to flatter her Give her two compliments, back-to-back, "Tabatha, I'm secret admirer, I'm back to ravish ya" So is your fight, but your no match for Dracula
her plight, as I go back to stabbin' her Dismember her limbs, as that, cadaver her Zoom in with the lens, pan back, the camera Stand back, 'cause here your man Jack, so Pamela
(My box) 'Cause when the lights are off, I see the asleep (My box) But I can you, my love, you keep calling me (My box) And when we're worlds apart, you mean the to me (My box) So if you call, I come, I will (My box)
(My box) 'Cause when the lights are off, I see the girls (My box) I hear my music box, a song for me (My box) So she twirls around and do a whirl for me (My box) Won't you be my little dancer? (My box)