Fright Night Lyrics

He's waiting for the night to come

He's more than ready to strike again

He wants a touch, he wants a taste

He wants a bit of that leather and lace

And if you run or you try to hide

You'll still be staring at the edge of a knife

'Cause this is maniac, psycho time

He ain't stopping 'til he gets his prize

He's in the corner of your bedroom

Your new lover boy

What the hell you gonna do?

I've got a feeling he's gonna start to kill

Heard a rumor he's looking out for thrills

Put your throat on the edge of a knife

It's gonna be one hell of a sight

You can't shake it, it makes you shudder

Get in the car and burn some rubber

Forget your shoes, be a runaway youth

It's better than your death in the news

So get ready, it's gonna be a fright night now

He said he saw faces in the mirror

And the dead marching down his steps

Yeah

Then one day he turned to you

Pointed and said you are next

Now there's a knife underneath your bed

Stare at the clock, it says half past dead

You can't sleep, 'cause he's in your head

You hear a cackle and you know it's him, yeah

He's in the corner of your bathroom

Your new perv-y boy

Staring at you like a goon

I've got a feeling he's gonna start to kill

Heard a rumor he's looking out for thrills

Put your throat on the edge of a knife

It's gonna be one hell of a sight

You can't shake it, it makes you shudder

Get in the car and burn some rubber

Forget your shoes, be a runaway youth

It's better than your death in the news

So get ready, it's gonna be a fright night now

He watches you while you sleep

He wonders what you dream

He tapes the whole damn thing

But he'll be gone, gone by morning

But he'll be back again tonight

With his camcorder and a knife

He'll capture all your screams

You won't be able to do a damn thing

But it's far too late to cry

So say your prayers, and say goodbye

He wants your love, but he wants your life

He'll do it all with a crazed look in his eye

I've got a feeling he's gonna start to kill

Heard a rumor he's looking out for thrills

Put your throat on the edge of a knife

It's gonna be one hell of a sight

You can't shake it, it makes you shudder

Get in the car and call your brother

Forget your shoes, be a runaway youth

It's better than your death in the news

It's better than your head in a noose

It's better than your body turning blue

It's better than, ah, screw it

So get ready it's gonna be a fright night now