Singers: The Peeper, the peeper, what's through his head? (Whoa!) [Leaves 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, there 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, 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] Sittin' back, Watchin. Watchin' her watch. it. She laughs. ha ha ha. I laugh. Oh yeah. a moment. [Dog Theres a Not good. He can smell me. showered. Barkin'. Won't leave. Oh no, Here she comes. Stayin' motionless. dog's loosin' it. [window 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. moans] Peeper: She moans. aww. I moan. He up. Busted. Should not have moaned... Peeper: He walks toward window. Man: Look at this guy. You gotta be fuckin' me! Peeper: of rage. Looking 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 think of runnin' I'll bash your fuckin' skull in with a lead pipe! Peeper: Stayin' still. Motionless. to be a squirrel. noises] Peeper: Not working. She's calling. shattered. Peeper: humiliation. Ejaculation. Man: Aww! You gross pig! You're a piece of shit, ya that?! Peeper: Yes I do. help myself. [Car up and door opening] Cop: L.A.P.D. Get down from the buddy. noises] Peeper: the squirrel thing again. Looking for a nut. Cop: I said get from there! Peeper: I go. [Slam, slam, slam, Ohh. Woman: I hope they put you im for a long time! You some serious help, you asshole! Peeper walking away: I I do... It's an addiction. Let's go big guy. Come on. Peeper: Wife's gonna me. Cop: You can't be this shit, Mr... Nipple clips. [Peeper into cop car seat] Handcuffed. Can't sniff fingers. [Door slams and revs] Peeper: piss on me. Cop: Yeah, this is officer Tyler. Everything's control. Peeper: Please piss on me? If somebody could piss on me, that be great. Singers: The peeper, bl-eeper, he's off to jail (Whoa!)