Butthole Surfers - In the Cellar lyrics

If not, what the f** Well there's a creep in the cellar that I'm gonna let in And he eats in the alley and keeps track of my sins When he starts talking backwards, your head starts to spin And he really freaks me out when he peels off his skin, yow Well there's a creep in the cellar that I'm gonna let in There's a hole in his brain where his mind should have been When he start rubbing wrinkles, he gets pretty fat When he starts talking nickelback, diamondback Well there's a creep in the cellar that I'm gonna let in There's a hole in his brain where his mind should have been When he start rubbing wrinkles, he gets pretty fat When he starts talking nickelback, diamondback, Muscleback, yow Your head starts to spin And he really freaks me out when he peels off his skin, yow 'Cause the turkeys There's a creep in the cellar with his hands in the air And he lies to his mother but she doesn't care When the fists are flying backwards and the ballroom is bare 'Cause the turkeys talking backwards, it'll raise up your hair, no Well there's a creep in the cellar that I' am going to let in