Come here little boy
  I'm a friend of your mother's
  I'll give you a candy bar if you get in the car
  Okay
    He's got his camera
  and deep seeded obsessions
  His nordic heritage
  and sexual frustrations
    He wants to be Lief Ericksson
  to discover America
  but he's not
  He's just a photographer
  who likes little boys in viking suits
    He likes to take the little boys
  walking home from school
  in his neighborhood
  Take them to his studio
  and dress them up in viking suits
    Words of wisdom
  Each one rings true
  Watching little brothers could happen to you
  So don't grow up to be a guy
  Who takes pictures of little boys in viking suits
    Come here little boy