Bag

A locomotive staying on course.
Destined for impact and aimed to attack.
Here I come…
I’m here to take you down.
No time to mess around.
Now that you have been found.
I’m gonna send you to town.
In a bag.
I looked you up, there’s no escape.
‘Cuz I’m runnin' dumps and I’m poppin' grapes!
Freak in a window, my eyes on you!
Here I come…
(Chorus)
It’s time to say goodnight. Sleep tight.
I’m gonna tuck you in. I’m gonna treat you right.
I’m putting you on blast. I’ll do away with your ass.
I’m disposing of the trash. Then I’ll make a mad dash…
…for the border. This is your day.
Yes now it’s over. This is your day.
I’ll bet you look cute in your pink jammies!
Sucking your thumb and crying out «mammy»!!
But you’re not so tough when you’re not on your sticks!
Pick ‘em up!!!
(Chorus)
Don’t shit yourself you’ll be in a bag!