Singers: The Peeper, the peeper, what's through his head? (Whoa!) rustling] Peeper: Climbin' the tree. Slowly, quietly. Lookin' for next branch. Found it. Got it. Window high. Great view. Settlin' in. Keepin' it quiet. Hidden. Heart pounding through chest. Waiting. Lookin' around. Nervous. Lights on, jackpot, she is. Ohh my. New pants. Classy- not too tight. Walkin' around the room. No idea I'm here. Lovin' it. Rubbin' her feet. Tough day. Relaxin'. Hops off bed, goin' towards bathroom. Shuttin' the door. Alone again. Waiting. Lookin' around. Bored. Pullin' out nipple clips. Painful! ow... but deserve it. [Door Bathroom door opens- Lovin' it. Ohh my.... Hair's in a ponytail. She up the tv clicker. Click. [Tv noises] back, Watchin. Watchin' her watch. Lovin' it. She laughs. ha ha ha. I laugh. Oh yeah. a moment. panting] Theres a Not good. He can me. Shoulda showered. Barkin'. Won't leave. Oh no, Here she comes. motionless. Fuckin' dog's loosin' it. open] Girl: Bud! You be quiet and go home a good boy. [Dog stops and walks off] doesn't see me. She's gorgeous. I'm grotesque. Peeper: at the front door! She goes to answer. [Door Peeper: HIM. Chiseled features. They kiss. I'm fuming. Also hard. Hatin' myself. Sniffin' fingers. [Girl She moans. aww. I moan. He looks up. Busted. Should not have moaned... Peeper: He toward window. Muscular Man: at this guy. You gotta be fuckin' kiddin' me! Peeper: Full of rage. right at me. Man: a guy in the tree out here. Full of shame. Woman: Are you Peeper: worthless. Hard as a rock. Man: I see you shithead! Well the cops are comin' you sick fuck! And if you even of runnin' away I'll bash your fuckin' skull in with a lead pipe! Peeper: Stayin' still. Motionless. to be a squirrel. [Squirrel Peeper: Not working. calling. Dreams shattered. Peeper: humiliation. Ejaculation. Man: Aww! You gross pig! a piece of shit, ya know that?! Peeper: Yes I do. help myself. [Car pulling up and opening] Cop: L.A.P.D. Get down the tree buddy. [Squirrel Peeper: Trying the thing again. Looking for a nut. Cop: I said get from there! Peeper: I go. [Slam, slam, slam, Ohh. Woman: I they put you im for a long time! You need some serious help, you asshole! Peeper walking I know I do... It's an addiction. Let's go big guy. Come on. Peeper: Wife's gonna me. You can't be doing this shit, Mr... Nipple clips. [Peeper into cop car seat] Peeper: Handcuffed. Can't fingers. [Door and engine revs] Please piss on me. Cop: Yeah, this is Tyler. Everything's under control. Please piss on me? If somebody could piss on me, that would be great. Singers: The peeper, bl-eeper, goin off to jail (Whoa!)