There is a melody, it's following me
Down the streets, down the avenues
It's speaking to me
I'm shivering, I'm hiding
But it doesn't seem to care
It's everywhere I go
Can you hear it?
It's whistling somewhere
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Hide your children, it is looking for them
It often comes at midnight
When they're without their friends
It flies through the window
A sweet, sweet melody
If you don't listen to your children
They won't grow up
What a tragedy
Here goes the melody
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Have you ever heard the melody before?
The ringing in your ear, the knocking at your door
Mommy, there's something hiding under my bed, I'm sure
