| Creak Creak go the boards at the base of the stairs
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| Up, up jump the roots of my trembling hair
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| Boom, Boom resounds a sound in the darkness somewhere
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| Oh could it be? |
| My guest is here?
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| Tick, Tock blares the clock I can no longer ignore
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| Snip, snap pops the latch on my powerless door
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| Sick, sick is the sensation salting my pores
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| I’ve never hosted quite a guest before…
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| Hey, Mr. Babadook!
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| How do you do?
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| He said: «I'm doin fine, but don’t be burnin' our time
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| You know we’ve got some work to do»
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| Oh, what a sight to see this dapper shadow appear!
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| Perambulating, undulating, increasingly near…
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| And following the ripened, heightened scent of my fear
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| A friend or foe? |
| I’m not exactly clear
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| Oh, not a word was heard, but when I shuddered a gasp
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| He snapped back, jet black, tipping his hat
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| The silence was excruciating I will admit
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| I had to curb my quiet fit
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| Hey, Mister Babadook!
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| How do you do?
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| He said: «I'm doin' fine, but don’t be burnin' our time
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| You know we’ve got some work to do»
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| «Good sir… I sympathize that youre a bit paralyzed to see me standing here.
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| I understand your surprise, but time is not an ally on my side.
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| I advise you let me out before my patience tries»
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| He drew a little closer, and I noticed his face
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| Resembled that of someone that I knew. |
| Right away I found myself standing eye
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| to eye with the wraith of my very own reflected rage
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| Just a mirror and an empty gaze
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| Just a man simply entertaining hate
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| Feels like I’ve known you all my life
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| Seems a little bit silly that I was scared before
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| How long were you waiting for me outside?
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| I do apologize! |
| I’ve been a little down. |
| Let’s go and hit the town,
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| and take a walk around
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| I know a few people we can visit on tonight… |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Mister Babadook , by - Argyle Goolsby. Song from the album Darken Your Doorstep, in the genre Альтернатива