Yo, girl Can you hear that? It's playing our Are you sleepy? a nap You're not afraid of the Are you?
You hear the beat as it makes ya not wanna go to I knock on Dakota's door, its so I go to creep the back, with binoculars, not cause I wanna peep But because I'm hungry, she smells like I wanna eat
Visions of hot marshmallows, all so sweet With sugar plums, oh look, comes Marshall, he's on your street He's placing hot, smoldering charcoals your feet Now walk on 'em, he's with carcasses cheek to cheek
Like a turkey, a holiday ham sprinkled on toast, strawberry marmalade jam Flavor my favorite crackers with JonBent Ramsey I guess a day Jack 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 keep me (My box) And when we're worlds apart, you 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 my music box, playing 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)
I look comatose, who wants to be sober? Gross! I like a doberman, mouth open, I overdose Put coke up my nostrils, in both my holes and I my nose 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 I'm down to a hundred pounds There's thunder, I 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 out, but what the fuck about? Voices are leading me up to the attic, I my house pull and they 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 parts I dig I find it, I wind it up, and the tune just starts Its playing a song, so and the room is dark The moon is full, I smell a funeral, guess I'll loom in the
(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 when we're 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 music box, a song for me (My box) So when she around and do a whirl for me (My box) Won't you be my private little (My box)
I'm fixated on asphyxiating and breakin' this chick's Neck like a pixie stick the sick worshippin' get horse-whippin's, I'm in the back Through the door, slippin' through the crack leavin' the corpse drippin'
The of love, sent from above forced And treat 'em all when cheat all, stingy I've become Been doin' this for than a quarter century, I'm just numb Am I dreamin', is it real? Someone pinch me on the
The time has come to tie her up, roll me the ladder I've had of the chatter, climb up to the window, look at her Then climb in, shatter her brain matter and batter her With the bat, a matter of that will splatter her
But before I do that, have 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 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 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 my music box, playing a song for me (My box) So when she twirls and do a whirl for me (My box) Won't you be my private little (My box)