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