| Eek! |
| Eek! |
| Eek! |
| Eek! |
| Eek!
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| Eek! |
| Eek! |
| Eek! |
| Eek! |
| Eek!
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| Eek! |
| Eek! |
| Eek! |
| Eek! |
| Eek!
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| I know they’re sneakin' in, creepin' in, eatin' and peein' and
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| Keepin' me from sleepin' in the evenin’s even sleepin' in
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| Jesus, it is freakin' me out again and sometimes
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| Out the corners of my eyes, I am even seein' them
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| I get that old, old sinkin' feelin' again and again
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| The wretched creatures keep on gettin' in again and again
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| Nod to the throb of my heart, inside a darkened apartment
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| Crawling with monsters, I gotta stop 'em
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| They Creepin', They Crawlin'
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| The creatures keep on crawlin'
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| Pitter-patter critters scatter in the scariest way
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| They watch me, they stalk me
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| They know I know they’ve got me
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| And I fight some back though the mice come back the very next day
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| Shut up did you see that? |
| A little one just ran
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| Past — did you hear that? |
| Shut the fuck up, man
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| Dammit, man I thought I got 'em all but they’re back and
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| Crawlin' in the walls again and at the attack plan
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| It’s a fact man, I’ve assembled an armory
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| Of weapons that will get 'em, that’ll keep 'em from harmin' me |
| You seen a finer collection of death? |
| Yeah I doubt that
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| At last, science built a better mouse trap
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| I’ve used spring traps, ring traps, live traps, zap traps, red traps,
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| blue traps, fuck it even glue traps
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| Tubes in trashcans, decoys, toys, and peppermint, poison, high-pitched noises
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| Mouse gel, oh Hell, chesse and other baits like bread, grains, and peanut butter
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| Steel wool, filled up holes, taped up cracks, but Mickey and Minnie and friends
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| find their way back!
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| They Creepin', They Crawlin'
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| The creatures keep on crawlin'
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| Pitter-patter critters scatter in the scariest way
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| They watch me, they stalk me
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| They know I know they’ve got me
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| And I fight some back though the mice come back the very next day
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| Blew out bulbs, all rooms now dark and
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| Thew out all my food, now starvin'
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| Silent night all through this house
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| Save for the cries of a dying mouse
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| The violent sounds of bested dwellers
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| Whine of sonic pest repellers
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| Scuttle, snaps, and sqeaking after
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| And my growning evil laughter
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| I dropped a fat-ass rat in a bucket, Imma burn him later |
| Like a lone vigilane — Fuck it no exterminator, hater
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| Necklace of tails, and warpaint, and naked
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| This is my home, you goddamn rodents will never take it
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| Little fires flicker like a post-apocolyptic slammer
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| I’ve a laser-sight mounted on a goddamn hammer
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| I’ve invested days and pain, and they win all the time
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| For this infestation rages, I’ve only lost my mind!
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| They Creepin', They Crawlin'
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| The creatures keep on crawlin'
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| Pitter-patter critters scatter in the scariest way
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| They watch me, they stalk me
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| They know I know they’ve got me
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| And I fight some back though the mice come back the very next day
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| They Creepin', They Crawlin'
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| The creatures keep on callin'
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| As the war fought, fuck I forgot an every day fact
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| I’ve watched them, I’ve stalked them
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| I know they know I’ve got them
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| Cuz I just got a cat, and that was that — they never came back! |