You've got a monster in your pocket You've got a monster there to feed It's hiding somewhere in your bedroom Scaring you all night while you're asleep He chews nails and spits rust He's got horns and black tusks He slurps worms and snail shells This can t be, it all busts Wait for the doomsday He chews glass and, spits teeth He's got fangs and three eyes He grips bones and stinky guts This can't be, it all busts Wait for the doomsday You've got a monster in your pocket You've got a monster there to feed It's hiding somewhere in your bedroom Scaring you all night while you're asleep