Oh there's a creep in the cellar that I'm gonna let in

There's a hole in his brain where his mind should've been

When he starts talkin' backwards your head starts to spin

And he really freaks me out when he peels off his skin, yow!



Oh there's a creep in the cellar with his hands in the air

And he lies to his mother but she doesn't care

When the fists are flying backwards and the ballroom is bare

Cause the turkey's talkin' backwards, it'll raise up your hair

Oh there's a creep in the cellar that I'm gonna let...in