The Bed

We're sleeping underneath the bed

To scare the monsters out

With our dear daddy's Smith and Wesson

We've gotta teach them all a lesson

Don't move, don't scream or we will have to shoot

Stop right where you stand

We need a chalk outline if you can

Put your hands where we can see them please

We're holding up the lids of our eyes

And showing just the whites

Mary, no one has such small hands

No, not the wind, not even that

Don't move, don't scream or we will have to shoot

Stop right where you stand

We need a chalk outline if you can

Put your hands where we can see them please

Stop right where you stand

We need a chalk outline if you can

Put your hands where we can see them please