Yo, girl Can you hear that? It's playing our Are you sleepy? a nap You're not afraid of the dark? Are
You hear the beat as it makes ya not wanna go to I knock on Dakota's door, its locked so I go to 'Round the back, with binoculars, not cause I 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, he's on your He's placing hot, smoldering charcoals your feet Now walk on 'em, he's dancing carcasses cheek to cheek
Like a Thanksgiving turkey, a ham sprinkled on toast, strawberry marmalade jam Flavor my favorite graham crackers with Ramsey I guess a modern day Jack the is all that I am
(My box) 'Cause when the are off, I see the girls asleep (My box) But I can hear you, my love, you calling me (My box) And we're 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 girls (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 almost comatose, who wants to be sober? Gross! I foam a doberman, mouth open, I overdose Put up my nostrils, in both my holes and I plug my nose My pupils in size, eyes are so bugged, I know
I put on my make-up, get naked, and run around the gun around, I think I'm down to a hundred pounds There's thunder, I wonder how it rains but the sun is out? The upset with his wife, they must be sluggin' it out
I must be buggin' the fuck out, but what the fuck Voices are leading me up to the attic, I love my They pull and they tug my blouse, the sound of a box from inside a toy chest, but what do I do? It's locked
I pick it and open it, but it's full of human parts I dig I find it, I wind it up, and the tune just starts Its playing a song, so beautiful and the is dark The moon is full, I smell a funeral, guess loom in the park
(My box) 'Cause when the lights are off, I see the girls (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 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 and do a whirl for me (My box) Won't you be my little dancer? (My box)
I'm fixated on asphyxiating and breakin' this little Neck like a pixie stick the sick worshippin' Bitches get horse-whippin's, I'm in the Through the back door, slippin' through the crack leavin' the corpse
The mortician of love, from above forced And treat 'em all when cheat them all, stingy become Been doin' this for more than a quarter century, I'm numb Am I dreamin', is it real? Someone me on the buns
The time has come to tie her up, gotta me the ladder I've had enough of the chatter, up to the window, look at her Then climb in, shatter 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 Give her two compliments, back-to-back, "Tabatha, I'm your secret admirer, I'm to ravish ya" So strong is fight, but your no match for Dracula
Prolonging her plight, as I go to stabbin' her Dismember her limbs, as that, cadaver her Zoom in the lens, then pan back, the camera 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 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 when the lights are off, I see the asleep (My box) I hear my box, playing 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)