Dirty Creature

Dirty creature come my way From the bottom of a big black lake Shuffles up to my window Making sure I'm awake S'probably gonna pick my brain Got me in a vice like grip He said one slip You're dead, huh Dirty creature of habit Little horror here to stay Anyone in his right mind Would tell it to go awaym hey But the river of dread runs deep Full of unspeakable things The creature don't mess around I don't wanna mess with him CHORUS I don't wanna sail, I don't wanna sail I don't wanna, I don't wanna sail tonight Dirty creature's got me at a Disadvantage from the inside Save me It's a dirty Tentacles on the brain Keep me from falling asleep I'm rooted to the spot The beast don't know when to stop Sneaking up from behind Binds and gags my wits Dirty creature got my head Exactly where he wants it CHORUS I don't wanna sail, I don't wanna sail I don't wanna, I don't wanna sail tonight Taniwha is waiting for me Just below the surface so bright Yeah, oo Even as we speak The dirty creature springs a nasty surprise Dirty creature knows my type Found it in a magazine He's seen the look of fear before Splattered all over the screen The animal magnet thug Draws me out of myself I need a dragon slayer Who can save me from myself I don't wanna sail, I don't wanna sail I don't wanna set sail For the middle of nowhere tonight Dirty creature's got me at a Disadvantage from the inside Yeah, oo I don't wanna sail Upon the waters of invention tonight Get away Dirty creature Ah Do again Stay away, OK? Scared of the dark Scared of the dark Always had this fear of the dark Ever since I can remember Had to leave the door open and the light on when I sleep 'Cause that's when the creature creeps He creeps in the dark He comes down the hall He turns the corner And my heart sinks And I, I know that he is a slime And he has a stink and a stench Of the flilth that reins within And you have to tell him where to go Or you're going to be in big trouble for a long time You have to say, "Dirty creature Just go" And be firm, don't accept his terms 'Cause he's a bad one, he's a bad one He's a-makin' a sad one of you and me, dirty creature Crazy man who's in the side He's lookin' good, he's dressin' sharp He's got a mouth that plays like a harp Who talks to you, caresses you The words are bait, and everything's amazing Wanna say to him, "go" Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go Tim: Aw, come on, come on, none of that. Neil's a married man. Now me, on the other hand.