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Look Under Your Bed
by Mark Nosack
Thursday, July 16, 2009
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I'm a cop after a nasty bandit.

 

Look Under Your Bed
by Mark Nosack                                 
 
We met in the night and it didn’t go well
and I know that it was not by just chance
You’re a thief with a knife under a drug’s evil spell
Willing to lower yourself in the devil’s dance
 
You snort, or smoke or shoot that shit
Your monkey’s way the hell out of control
You’re being squeezed like a lime
And soon in time, the sickness will settle it’s toll
 
Don’t you, Don’t you, Don’t you, Don’t you,
Go for your gun
Don’t you, Don’t you, Don’t you, Don’t you,
Think about trying to run
 
Look over your shoulder because I’ll be there
Look around every corner, expect to see me
Pay attention to faces for those who stare
Because one of those faces are me
 
Look under your bed and fear every shadow
Be careful of doors you walk through
Always consider the street that you drive down
Because, buddy, I’m there waiting for you
 
Be afraid of the dark, be skeerd of the light
Be weary of all parts of the day
Be petrified, be terrorized,
because soon I’m coming to play
 
You can run, you can hide, change name or hair color
Take great efforts to cover your tracks
But just remember this, This cop’ll never miss
To make certain you serve the max
 
You’re a monster to man without any plan
Your priorities are always to take advantage
Of innocent folk, and then trying to cloak
That your own life is impossible to manage
 
 
Don’t you, Don’t you, Don’t you, Don’t you,
Go for your gun
Don’t you, Don’t you, Don’t you, Don’t you,
Think about trying to run
 
Look over your shoulder because I’ll be there
Look around every corner and expect to see me
Pay attention to faces for those who stare
Because one of those faces are me
 
Look under your bed and fear every shadow
Be careful of doors you walk through
Always consider the street that you drive down
Because I’m there just waiting for you
 
Be afraid of the dark, be skeerd of the light
Be weary of all parts of the day
Be petrified, be terrorized,
because soon I’m coming to play
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