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