The Meteors - (They Call Me) Creepy | Текст песни

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I might be hanging round the graveyards
or going through your bins
got a rusty blade in my back pocket
to help me with my sins
I could be crawling past your
bathroom window seeing what I can
fuck this a great life cos
I`m that kind of man
some find it nasty but fuck´em that´s a fact
they call me creepy cos I like shit like that

Yeah well my best girls are chained up at
home praying that I don´t come
because they´ve been very naughty
o dinner should be fun
and maybe if they´re lucky I´ll catch´em
a little treat
cos they´ve been eating dog food
out of a tin all week
they say I´m nasty but I can live with that
they call me creepy cos I like shit like that

I´m always ducking and diving
and cutting and slicing
I´m up to my neck in filth
the things that I´ve done and the things I will do
would make a surgeon ill
that bitch Jack The Ripper he wasn´t so hot
I´ve done more then him this week
and he couldn´t hide like like old creepy can hide
that´s why I´m still on the street

Oi oi here´s a couple of bully boys
pissed up and walking home
they think they´re gonna give old creepy
a kicking but I just want to get´em alone
so I lure them down an allyway
and now I´m seeing red
I´m gonna cut´em up into little
pieces and keep the pieces under my bed
dirty filthy evil I´ll wear that hat
they call me creepy cos I like shit like that

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