Hey Mr. Creepy Guy whatcha gonna do to me now I heard you're gonna kill me then you're gonna embalm me You're such a fucking dork And ya... got mr matlock to keep you outta jail I'm very flattered buddy that I'm worth so money You drug me up, and make it look like I died from natural causes Then you and your friend chop me up Into a million pieces Only 2 more years till you get off probation Don't you think it's time to get a new obsession it's been four years Don't you think if you really really wanted me dead You'd come over right now, put me in my place And stick a bullet in my head