Creep in the Cellar

Well there's a creep in the cellar that I'm gonna let in

And he eats in the alley and keeps track of my sins

When he starts talking backwards your head starts to spin

And he really freaks me out when he peels off his skin, yeah!

Well there's a creep in the cellar that I'm gonna let in

There's a hole in his brain where his mind should have been

When he starts rubbing wrinkles, he gets pretty thin

When he starts talking nickelback, diamondback, Muscleback yeah!

Well there's a creep in the cellar with his hands in the air

And he lies to his mother but she doesn't care

Well the fists are flying backwards and the ballroom is bare

Cause the turkeys talking backwards it'll raise up your hair

Well there's a creep in the cellar that I'm gonna let in