Lyrics

I am the key to locking your dress That keeps your toys in the basement And if you get too far inside You'll find you came out where you went in So tuck the kids in safe tonight And shut the eyes in the cupboard I am the weapon that you needed Keep an eye out for the neighbours Anyway you turn I'll be there Open your skull I'll be there Climbing up the walls I am the club and carving knife We are friends til we die You should not walk alone at night You must show me your care In the time when the lights go out I am her face when she sleeps I can't remember how it happened Fifteen blows to the brain I am the face on the news I will strike when the- I will strike anytime I will knock fifteen times I have the smell of a local man I can strike anytime I am the pick in the ice in the quiet country lanes I am the newspaper round I am the eyes in the cupboard I am the creak in the floorboards I am the crack of the hammer Overhead powerlines I am the old, frightened I am the years, ever... poording (Ever parading) Ever parading (Ok, thanks Dan)