The kids are screaming and the wife is crying Sunday morning ain't no time to fight Things are breaking he is rantin he is ravin It's very clear that the kids are not alright When Ray told me that he didn't like my curtains Just a sad intitled nut case He turns some cla**ic rock on the radio And points the speakers right in my face There's something strange going on over there Somebody should call the cops I swear I don't know what's going on for sure Inside the nightmare next door The walls are shaking with his manic foot steps Look out the vulcano, she's gonna blow The kids are crying out "no daddy, please"
He throws the christmas tree right out the window There's something strange going on over there Somebody should call the cops I swear I don't know what's going on for sure Inside the nightmare next door He starts the day with a hit on the porch and He wakes us up with a hacking fit He ends the night on the basketball court I'm trying to sleep you stupid sh**! There's something strange going on over there Somebody should call the cops I swear I don't know what's going on for sure Inside the nightmare next door Somebody should call the cops I swear.