text: I am the key to locking your dress
  That keeps your toys in the basement
  And if you get too far inside
  Youll find you came out where you went in
  So tuck the kids in safe tonight
  And shut the eyes in the cupboard
  I am the weapon that you needed
  Keep an eye out for the neighbors
  Anyway you turn
  Ill be there
  Open your skull
  Ill be there
  Climbing up the walls
  I am the club and carving knife
  We are friends til we die
  You should not walk alone at night
  You must show me your care
  In the time when the lights go out
  I am her face when she sleeps
  I cant remember how it happened
  Fifteen blows to the brain
  I am the face on the news
  I will strike when the- I will strike anytime
  I will knock fifteen times
  I have the smell of a local man
  I can strike anytime
  I am the pick in the ice in the quiet country lanes
  I am the newspaper round
  I am the eyes in the cupboard
  I am the creak in the floorboards
  I am the crack of the hammer
  Overhead powerlines
  I am the old, frightened
  I am the years, ever... poording
  Ever parading