This town is full of monsters Holding hands with other monsters And attempting to be human beings Shuffling around the shops And waving at balloons | | This town is full of monsters Sitting on park benches Eating little packets of sultanas Licking chocolate off their chubby little fingers |
And I don't know why It is they scare me But they do And the thing that really frightens me Is that all my friends from school | | Are turning into monsters Picking patterns out for curtains Making friends with all the other monsters Pushing little baby monsters Around the shops in prams |
This town is full of monsters Peeping out from under parked cars In multi-storey car park Evil little eyes like fairy lights Blinking in the dark | | This town is full of monsters Making out with other monsters Picking sweet corn out of their teeth Dipping pissy little fingers In the pick 'n' mix |
And I don't even know why It is it scares me But it does And the thing that really frightens me Is that the people I used to love | | Are turning into monsters Getting married having babies Telling me how great their life is And how happy I would be if I could Just be more like them |
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