[Intro] Yo, yeah girl, Can you hear that? It’s playing our song.. Are you sleepy? Take a nap.. You’re not afraid of the dark? Are you.?
[Verse One] You hear the beat as it makes ya not wanna go to sleep I knock on Dakota’s door, its locked so I go to creep round the back, with binoculars, not cause I wanna peep But because I’m hungry she smells like tacos I wanna eat Visions of hot chocolatey marshmallows all so sweet With sugar plums, oh look here comes Marshall he’s on your street He’s placing hot smoldering charcoals beneath your feet Now walk on ‘em, he’s dancing with carcasses cheek to cheek Like a Thanksgiving turkey, or holiday ham Cinnamon sprinkled on toast, strawberry marmalade jam Flavor my favorite graham crackers with John Bennet Rams I guess a modern day Jack the Ripper is all that I am
[Chorus] (My music box) Cos when the lights are off, I see the girls asleep (My music box) But I can hear you my love, you keep calling me (My music box) And when we’re Worlds apart, you mean the World to me (My music box) If you call, I’ll come, I will answer (My music box) Cos when the lights are off, I see the girls asleep (My music box) I hear my music box, playing a song for me (My music box) So when she twirls around do a whirl for me (My music box) Won’t you be my private little dancer (My music box)
[Verse Two] I almost look comatose, who wants to be sober gross I foam like a Doberman, mouth open I overdose Put coke up my nostrils, in both my holes and I plug my nose My pupils quadruple in size, eyes are so bugged I know I put on my mother’s make up, get naked and run around Wavin’ the gun around, I think I’m down to a hundred pounds There’s thunder, I wonder how come it rains but the sun is out The devils upset with his wife, they must be sluggin’ it out I must be buggin’ the f-ck out, but what the f-ck about? Voices are leading me up to the attic, I love my house They pull and they tug my blouse, the sound of a music box Comes from inside a toy chest, but what do I do, it’s locked I pick it and open it but it’s stuffed full of human parts I dig till I find it, I wind it up and the tune just starts Its playing a song, so beautiful and the room is dark The moon is full, I smell a funeral, guess I’ll loom in the park
[Chorus] (My music box) Cos when the lights are off, I see the girls asleep (My music box) But I can hear you my love, you keep calling me (My music box) And when we’re Worlds apart, you mean the World to me (My music box) If you call, I’ll come, I will answer (My music box) Cos when the lights are off, I see the girls asleep (My music box) I hear my music box, playing a song for me (My music box) So when she twirls around do a whirl for me (My music box) Won’t you be my private little dancer (My music box)
[Verse Three] I’m fixated on asphyxiating and breakin’ this little chick’s Neck like a pixie stick The sick Satan worshippin’, bitches get horse-whippins, I’m in the back, through the back door, slip in Through the crack leavin’ the corpse drippin’ The mortician of love, sent from above, forced and treat em all stingy I’ve become Been doin’ this for more than a quarter century, I’m just numb Am I dreamin’, is it real? Someone pinch me on the buns The time has come to tie her up, gotta roll me the ladder I’d had enough of the chatter, climb up to the window, look at her then climb in and slowly shatter her brain matter and batter her with the bat, a matter of fact that will splatter her But before I do that, I’ll have a chat to flatter her Give her two compliments, back-to-back, like Tabatha I’m your secret admirer, I’m back to ravish ya So strong is your fight, but your no match for Dracula Prolonging her plight, as I go back to stabbin’ her Dismember her limbs, simple as that, cadaver her Zoom in with the lens, then pan back, the camera Stand back, cuz here comes your man Jack, so Pamela
[Chorus] (My music box) Cos when the lights are off, I see the girls asleep (My music box) But I can hear you my love, you keep calling me (My music box) And when we’re Worlds apart, you mean the World to me (My music box) If you call, I’ll come, I will answer (My music box) Cos when the lights are off, I see the girls asleep (My music box) I hear my music box, playing a song for me (My music box) So when she twirls around do a whirl for me (My music box) Won’t you be my private little dancer (My music box)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
