Butthole Surfers - Creep in the Cellar Lyrics
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- Creep in the Cellar Lyrics
Album: Rembrandt Pussyhorse Well there's a creep in the cellar that I'am going to 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 Well there's a creep in the cellar that I' am going to let in There's a hole in his brain where his mind should have to be When he start rubbing wrinkles he gets pretty scared Just like a nickelback,diamondback,Muscleback Well there's a creep in the cellar with his hand in the air And he lies to his mother but she doesn't care When the fish are flying backwards we all just stare Like the turkeys talking Backwards Well there's a creep in the cellar that I' am going to let in
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