See them hide under my bed
Hear them laugh and speak and plot!
I don't want to disappoint them,
I don't want to grief their joke, they seem so busy
Little monsters under my bed
But my bed is so empty
You know
I should keep on hiding the truth
I should keep on letting them play
Heeey! See them hide here under my bed!
I don't want to disappoint them
They are so wicked numb!
Little monsters under my bed
But me bed is so empty
You have to know
I died so many years ago.
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