In the Cellar

Lyrics

If not what, Bob(???) (I really wanna...) 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! Creep in the cellar... 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... Ha ha ha ha! 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! Oh, oh Woah-oh, oh oh Ow! Ow! Ow! ...your head starts to spin And he really freaks me out when he peels off his skin, yeah! Woah ...ies to-- ...are, cos th-- (Well there's a creep in the cellar that I'm gonna let in) Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhoooooooooooooooooooooo Riaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah ruoy pu esiar ll'ti sdrawkcab gniklat syekrut eht esuaC Erab si moorllab eht dna sdrawkcab gniylf era stsif eht lleW Erac t'nseod ehs tub rehtom sih ot seil eh dnA Ria eht ni sdnah sih htiw rallec eht ni--