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