Late at night Deep within the shadows of my mind Horrors you will find On dim lit streets I don't talk to people that I meet I just hear their screams And I know, where to go And I know just what to say To make them go my way Dead of night, what a fright And they won't see the daylight If I have my way They come with me I love to show them things they've never seen Down a dead end street And I know, where to go And I know just what to say To make them go my way Dead of night, what a fright And they won't see the daylight If I have my way It's in their eyes The look of disgust horror and surprise When they see my knife And I know, where to go And I know just what to say To make them go my way Dead of night, what a fright And they won't see the daylight If I have my way