Yo, yeah Can you that? It's playing our song Are you Take a nap You're not of the dark? Are you?
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 cause I peep But I'm hungry, she smells like tacos I wanna eat
of hot chocolaty marshmallows, all so sweet With sugar plums, oh look, here Marshall, he's on your street He's hot, smoldering charcoals beneath your feet Now walk on 'em, he's with carcasses cheek to cheek
Like a Thanksgiving turkey, a ham Cinnamon sprinkled on toast, marmalade jam Flavor my favorite graham crackers with Ramsey I guess a modern day the Ripper is all that I am
(My box) 'Cause when the lights are off, I see the girls (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 my music 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 private dancer? (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, eyes are so bugged, I
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 with his wife, they must be sluggin' it out
I must be buggin' the out, but what the fuck about? are leading 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 of human parts I dig 'til I find it, I wind it up, and the just starts Its playing a song, so beautiful and the is dark The is full, I smell a funeral, guess I'll loom in the park
(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 twirls around and do a for me (My box) you be my private little dancer? (My box)
I'm fixated on asphyxiating and this little chick's Neck like a pixie the sick Satan worshippin' Bitches get horse-whippin's, I'm in the Through the door, slippin' through the crack leavin' the corpse drippin'
The of love, sent from above forced And treat 'em all when cheat them all, stingy become doin' this for more than a quarter century, I'm just numb Am I dreamin', is it real? pinch me on the buns
The time has to tie her up, gotta roll me the ladder I've had enough of the chatter, climb up to the window, at her Then climb in, slowly her brain matter and batter her With the bat, a matter of fact that will her
But I do that, I'll have a chat to flatter her her two compliments, back-to-back, like "Tabatha, I'm your 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 her limbs, simple as that, cadaver her Zoom in the lens, then pan back, the camera Stand back, 'cause here comes your man Jack, so
(My box) when the lights are off, I see the girls asleep (My box) But I can you, my love, you keep 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 the lights are off, I see the girls asleep (My box) I hear my music box, a song for me (My box) So when she around and do a whirl for me (My box) you be my private little dancer? (My box)