My ears, they haven't stopped ringing for weeks So I drove around the park and I found the lot empty But four cars pull in as I pull the key And I've got things on me I don't want them to see Don't park next to me please
Don't park next, don't park next to me Cause I've got things I don't want you to see The skeleton in my trunk and the one in the front seat It's always a demon dressed up as a priest When I don't know you and you don't know me You don't know me
So maybe I'm a little bit paranoid Cause I ain't here for no picnic No picnic here No picnic here No
