I have a van It's a special van It has a couch in the back So I don't have to stand I've covered the walls With egg cartons and foam Soundproofed my home So you and I can be alone
I am a man I’m a frightening man I’ll do things tonight You won’t understand Fogging the windows With my eager breath Zapping your flesh You’ll beg me for death
The open van door unnerves you a bit I pounce when you walk by—a gibbering miscreant I'm not wearing pants and I smell like burnt hair My tazer crackles and lights the night air
I have a plan It's a secret plan I'll borrow you awhile And shock you in my van You’ll writhe and squirm Spasm and twitch Fifty thousand volts Surging through you bitch
I’m just a man With stun gun in hand Your nightmare won’t end Until sparks fill my van I'll tazer your soft bits And giggle when you pee Then we'll drive far away And I'll set you free
I know it's wrong but I find it enchanting Your body tenses and I can't stop my laughing I like to pretend that you're having fun Your grimace, a smile, lit by my stun gunTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
