I'll not let them touch you dear, it's a wicked world out there Crawl inside my pocket, dear, we'll hide behind the chair The tinfoil's up, the chain is strung The phone's unplugged, the TV's on and blasting If it gets too much, I shall change the channel Lie back, feel secure my dear I'm always right behind you Should you tremble, should you quake These ropes are here to bind you Hide your eyes, mute your screams It isn't real, they're only actors playing out our darkest dreams Each day's a a rerun of the last one, the bad guys never win Let's order in, keep it cozy Give you anything I said anything I'm your soft toy