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.
Only 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 Boogie 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 Jimmy, 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 mothafucka!
Well, moonlight fills the room that you sleep in,
things go bump in the night, me creeping.
OUCH! FUCK, I stubbed my toe!
If you just quit leaving your shit all over the fucking floor.
Fuck it, you’re dead anyway,
and I’m gonna leave 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, is your 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 fucking toes off,
and then spit ’em out back in your face, spppewwaaa.
FUCK, wash your feet bitch!
The world’s famous Boogie Woogie Wu will come to you,
slumber parties, sleep overs, intimate nights,
what ever the ocassion by the midnight hour.
He will gladly come and FUCK that shit up.
I don’t beat women, fuck that, I’m above it,
but I’ll cut her fucking neck and think nothing of it.
"You Didn’t Know 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 do the best they can, they pull the axe out your face and say, "Was It The Boogie Man? What Was He Wearing?"
*chorus*
Please don’t make me fall asleep,
cuz the Boogie Man will creep, through my window,
in my room, stab me with a broken broom.
Please don’t make me fall asleep,
cuz the Boogie Man will creep,
through my window, in my room,
stoaaahhhh……"BOOGIE WOOGIE WOOGIE!"
It’s the incredible, undeadable Boogie Man,
go head, pull the covers over your head,
hide under them, he don’t give a fuck!
It’ll just make it that much more easier for him to suffocate your face! There’s three ways to stop me from doing what I do……What?
You think I’m gonna tell you?
"Mom, Can You Leave The Door Open A Bit?"
thanks, an easy way in you fucking idiot.
Now I stretch your neck out, and play it like a banjo,
boom, darm, boom, darm, like that shit, yo?
Then I stretch it out more and fling your head through the wall,
it’s the Boogie Man y’all!