The reaper is singing for you.
He soon will collect your soul.
Your demise draws near.
I'll watch and laugh at your fear.

Shoot Coop.

You little worm, stay out of here.
Piss on my carpet again and I'll fuck you up.
Faceman will eat your eyes. Eagerly we wait your demise.

Shoot Coop.

Coops poop on your boobs.
Sick acts in your room.
Who knows what you'll do when left alone with poo.