Fangs that drip, and bloodshot eyes
Watch to catch a tasty prize
In sinister shadows these monsters loom
Awaiting you in twilight’s gloom
In the darkness strange things dwell
Where they are hidden you really can’t tell
And though you were looking with both eyes peeled
You couldn’t help it when you squealed
‘Cause the hand that grabbed you was furry and rough
And the voice that growled was coarse and gruff
And when those claws start to rip and tear
Hope you have on clean underwear!
