Bob

(He doesn't want to leave me, me, me, me)
(I already find your address here)
He wants you to go away
Knock on the door of my room
And never try to open that door again

He doesn't want to leave me, me, me, me
He wants you to go away
He makes my toys come to life
Who have red eyes
Like mister crab and the raccoon, on, on

Mom, I have to introduce you to Bob
He comes to take care of me while you sleep
Says your Tic Tac has an extra strong effect
That you only get up tomorrow by sheer luck

Daddy, I have to introduce you to Bob
He comes to take care of me while you sleep
Say that I have other mothers, that you hide even from death
And your nose stays white wearing something you can't

No, you can not
No, you can not
No, you can not

No, you can not
No, you can not
No, you can not

My friend Bob say
What a corrupted little boy
And every time the bedroom light comes on
He's amazed, that's why all this shard of glass

Bob says he is the son of a fallen angel
And every time the bedroom light comes on
Is amazed
That's why he inverts the crucifix He doesn't want to leave me, me, me, me

He doesn't want to leave me, me, me, me
Have you found your home here
He takes daddy's shotgun
What he keeps in the closet
Look at the bedroom door and say: No one will enter here!

He doesn't want to leave me, me, me, me
Have you found your home here
He scribbles on my arm with strange drawings
Burn the Bible and other saints
And says that no cherub touches me, me

Mom, I have to introduce you to Bob
He comes to take care of me while you sleep
Says you're a slut of a snob
And that Asmodeus himself will wait for you with a thousand whips

Daddy, I have to introduce you to Bob
He comes to take care of me while you sleep
Says you're going to hell, and you don't run away from there
My brothers were fetuses that you ordered to abort

Can't, no, no
Can't, no, no
No, you can not

No, you can not
No, you can not

My friend Bob says
What a corrupted little boy
And every time the bedroom light comes on
He's amazed, that's why all this shard of glass

Bob says he is the son of a fallen angel
And every time the bedroom light comes on
Is amazed
That's why he inverts the crucifix