You've got a monster in your pocket
You've got a monster there to feed
It's hiding somewhere in your bedroom
Scaring you all night while you're asleep
He chews nails and spits rust
He's got horns and black tusks
He slurps worms and snail shells
This can t be, it all busts
Wait for the doomsday
He chews glass and, spits teeth
He's got fangs and three eyes
He grips bones and stinky guts
This can't be, it all busts
Wait for the doomsday
You've got a monster in your pocket
You've got a monster there to feed
It's hiding somewhere in your bedroom
Scaring you all night while you're asleep
