Gather round and listen up my children This is a story that’ll scare the turds right out of your underwear It’s about a place called Neverland Where all the naughty boys have to go for a sleep over The man who lives there is creepy and weird He looks like the bearded lady but without the beard By the day he’s full of fun and games But as soon as you go to sleep he tries to slither under your sheets All you naughty boys are gonna be sorry When the big hand meets the little hand I know you’re bad but this guys worse When the big hand meets the little hand Now you might think that your parents are cruel Sending you off to get molested is not very cool But you should have thought about that when you were being bad Now it’s off to Michael Jackson’s you should have listened to your dad But if you’re lucky and quick to act You just might escape with your virginity intact Right before bed you’ve gotta ask to you the phone Tell him you miss your parents and you have to call home But instead of
Into the Night suggests a potential for pedophilia but it looks more like it was written by a statutory rapist: She’s just sixteen years old Leave her alone, they say, Separated by fools Who don’t know what love is yet But i want you to know If i could fly I’d pick you up I’d take you into the night And show you a love Like you’ve never seen – ever seen It’s like having a dream Where nobody has a heart It’s like having it all And watching it fall apart And i would wait till the end Of time for you And do it again, it’s true I can’t measure my love There’s nothing to compare it to But i want you to know…