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The beast lives, out of the raging storm, in the dead of night. the ravenous, blood-sick creature, searches for it's sacrifice. through the hideous darkness, it lurches. driven by death itself. |
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The satisfaction of slaughter will cause it to return to the darkness from which it came. *chorus* boys and girls, it's nighty-night time. happy j the clown has a nursery rhyme. it's about, the |
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E woogie man, keep your light on as long as you can, cuz when it cuts off, so does your head, boogie woogie woogie waits under your bed with a shank, splahh, up through the bottom. little jimmy |
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, uuuhhhh, got 'em! it's the one and only boogie man, he creeps, he hides, he sneaks, he slides, if your little feetsies are hanging off the edge of the bed, you're running on stubs mutha ****a! |
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Ll, moonlight fills the room that you sleep in, things go bump in the night, me creeping. ouch! ****, i stubbed my toe! if you just quit leaving your shit all over the ****ing floor. **** it, yo |
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Dead anyway, and i'm gonna le |
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Ave your head smack dead in the hallway. in the morning, when your daddy walks out, aahhhh, his foot's in your mouth, thanks to the boogie man! *chorus* does the boogie man really exist? well, i |
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R mother a bald-headed freak bitch? yes, you fall asleep and wake up dead with a broken broom sticking out your forehead. i sing lullabies until you dose off, tie you down, and chew your ****ing |
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Off, and then spit 'em out back in your face, spppewwaaa. ****, wash your feet bitch! the world's famous boogie woogie wu will come to you, slumber parties, sleep overs, intimate nights, what e |
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He ocassion by the midnight hour. he will gladly come and **** that shit up. i don't beat women, **** that, i'm above it, but i'll cut her ****ing neck and think nothing of it. "you didn't |
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The boogie man was a clown, but when you see the juggla, you holding your jugular." with a swing, chop, stab, swing, chop, you holding your neck together, but your nuts drop. and the cops d |
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Best they can, they pull the axe out y |
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Our face and say, "was it the boogie man? what was he wearing?" *chorus* please don't let me fall asleep, cuz the boogie man will creep, through my window, in my room, stab me with a b |
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Broom. please don't let me fall asleep, cuz the boogie man will creep, through my window, in my room, staaaahhhh......"boogie woogie woogie!" it's the incredible, undeadable boogie ma |
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Head, pull the covers over your head, hide under them, he don't give a ****! it'll just make it that much more easier for him to suffocate your face! there's three ways to stop me from doing wh |
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Do......what? you think i'm gonna tell you? "mom, can you leave the door open a bit?" thanks, an easy way in you ****ing idiot. now i stretch your neck out, and play it like a banjo, b |
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Darm, boom, darm, like that shit, yo? then i strech it out more and fling your head through the wall, it's the boogie man y'all! |
