smiling like a killer
motorhead
i'm the one you never see
what if i was right behind you
i'm the knocking at your door
i'm the scratching zombie claw
last thing you see before your death
they know where you come from
they know where you come from
i'm the razor at your throat
i'm the one to get your goat
creep and crawl and slither
come to you and make your mark
i'm the creepy homeless guy
hanging around your school
i'm the one to make you gone
in the evening we can dance
i will show you true romance