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 sugar plums, oh look, here comes Marshall, on your street He's placing hot, smoldering charcoals beneath your Now on 'em, he's dancing with carcasses cheek to cheek
a Thanksgiving turkey, a holiday ham Cinnamon sprinkled on toast, strawberry jam Flavor my favorite graham crackers JonBent Ramsey I guess a modern day the Ripper is all that I am
(My box) when the lights 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) when the lights are off, I see the girls asleep (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) you be my private little dancer? (My box)
I almost comatose, who wants to be sober? Gross! I foam like a doberman, mouth open, I Put coke up my nostrils, in both my holes and I my nose My pupils 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 down to a hundred There's thunder, I wonder how it rains but the sun is out? The devil's upset with his wife, they be sluggin' it out
I be buggin' the fuck out, but what the fuck about? Voices are leading me up to the attic, I my house They pull and they tug my blouse, the of a music box Comes from inside a toy chest, but what do I do? It's
I it and open it, but it's stuffed full of human parts I dig I find it, I wind it up, and the tune just starts Its a song, so beautiful and the room is dark The moon is full, I smell a funeral, guess I'll in the park
(My box) when the lights are off, I see the girls asleep (My box) But I can hear you, my love, you calling me (My box) And when we're apart, you mean the world to me (My box) So if you call, I come, I will (My box)
(My box) 'Cause when the are off, I see the girls 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 little dancer? (My box)
I'm fixated on asphyxiating and this little chick's Neck like a pixie stick the sick Satan get horse-whippin's, I'm in the back Through the back door, slippin' the crack leavin' the corpse drippin'
The of love, sent from above forced And treat 'em all when cheat them all, stingy I've Been doin' this for more 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, up to the window, look at her Then climb in, slowly shatter her brain matter and her With the bat, a of fact that will splatter 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 no match for Dracula
her plight, as I go back to stabbin' her Dismember her limbs, simple as that, her Zoom in with the lens, then pan back, the Stand back, here comes your man Jack, so Pamela
(My box) when the lights 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 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 twirls around and do a for me (My box) you be my private little dancer? (My box)