Yo, yeah Can you hear It's playing our song Are you Take a nap not afraid of the dark? Are you?
You hear the as it makes ya not wanna go to sleep I knock on Dakota's door, its locked so I go to 'Round the back, with binoculars, not cause I wanna But I'm hungry, she smells like tacos I wanna eat
Visions of hot chocolaty marshmallows, all so With sugar plums, oh look, here comes Marshall, he's on your He's placing hot, smoldering charcoals beneath feet Now walk on 'em, he's dancing with carcasses cheek to
Like a Thanksgiving turkey, a ham Cinnamon sprinkled on toast, strawberry jam Flavor my graham crackers with JonBent Ramsey I guess a modern day Jack the is all that I am
(My box) 'Cause when the are off, I see the girls asleep (My box) But I can you, my love, you keep calling me (My box) And when 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 lights are off, I see the asleep (My box) I hear my box, playing a song for me (My box) So when she around and do a whirl for me (My box) Won't you be my private dancer? (My box)
I almost look comatose, who to be sober? Gross! I foam like a doberman, open, I overdose Put up my nostrils, in both my holes and I plug my nose My quadruple in size, eyes are so bugged, I know
I put on my make-up, get naked, and run around Wavin' the gun around, I think I'm to a hundred pounds There's thunder, I wonder how come it but the sun is out? The devil's upset his wife, they must 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 inside a toy chest, but what 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 wind it up, and the tune just Its playing a song, so beautiful and the is dark The moon is full, I a funeral, guess I'll loom in the park
(My box) 'Cause when the lights are off, I see the asleep (My box) But I can hear you, my love, you keep 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 hear my music box, playing a for me (My box) So when she around and do a whirl for me (My box) you be my private little dancer? (My box)
I'm fixated on asphyxiating and breakin' this little 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 corpse
The mortician of love, sent from above And treat 'em all when cheat them all, stingy I've Been this for more than a quarter century, I'm just numb Am I dreamin', is it real? Someone me on the buns
The time has come to tie her up, gotta roll me the I've had enough of the chatter, up to the window, look at her Then climb in, slowly shatter her matter and batter her With the bat, a matter of fact that will her
But before I do that, I'll a chat to flatter her her two compliments, back-to-back, like "Tabatha, I'm secret admirer, I'm back to ravish ya" So strong is your fight, but your no match for
Prolonging her plight, as I go to stabbin' her Dismember her limbs, as that, cadaver her in with the lens, then pan back, the camera Stand back, 'cause here comes your man Jack, so
(My box) 'Cause the lights are off, I see the girls asleep (My box) But I can hear you, my love, you keep me (My box) And we're 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 hear my music box, playing a for me (My box) So when she twirls around and do a for me (My box) you be my private little dancer? (My box)