Monsters in the closet...

Fairy-tales and scary trolls, were slipped into my head

By books that were meant to lull me... off to my night and bed

Captain Hook and Peter Pan, sword-fighting high and low

The crocodile with his smile, waits patiently below

Pinocchio, can't tell a truth, nose gets larger all the time

And I just want to get some sleep, but my head is filled with rhyme

Hey diddle-diddle, and three blind mice

Hans Brinker and Gretel, on the ice

Peter piper, the wicked witch

Freddy Kruger, that son-of a-bitch

My dreams are filled with images, of bad men and werewolves too

You slept with monsters on T.V....Me cuddled next to you

My eyes were sanded by the fairy-dust, they were throwing all around

Head buried in the blankets, like an ostrich in the ground

The ghosts and gremlins can't get you, if you hide that way

I'll just stay like this... until the light of day