Guess it's time
You better plug in all your nightlights
What's in there, past your darkened door?
Just the eyes floating up out of the shore
Hey, man
I'm gonna eat your girlfriend!
Or maybe turn her into broth
La, la, la, la, la
Kill a kid, cut 'em up
Stuff 'em up inside of my secret meat box
Find my hands across your body
Slowly peel your skin off
You'll meet your friends
Inside the ambulance
Come to the night
To the werewolf
Give all your blood to him
Stand under the warm street light
Let yourself be hypnotized
You're just a little snack
And so is your girlfriend
Hey, man
I'm gonna tear your eyes out
And then I'll boil your girlfriend
La, la, la, la, la
Kill a kid, cut 'em up
Stuff 'em up inside of my burning dungeon
I would give you guys a little break
But I'm not satan!
Oh, yum