When the night is coming down
Getting dark all over town
Everybody's gonna sleep
Not a soul upon the street
When the night is coming down
Evil people get to town
People walk along the streets
Ugly mugs with bloody lips
Skinny hands with awful knives
Rotting teeth and spiteful eyes
Penetraiting through the windows
Percolating through the doorchinks
Have you ever had a nightmare, man
That's what evil people do
Are you going into bad?
Don't forget they may come to you
Every evening I can see'em
Till they get to someone's dream
To the dream
Gonna tell you where they dwell
Evil people come from hell
Souls of sinners who had died
Are going out every night
Have fun just tormenting you
Toss and turn you all night through
Be afraid of being scared
Most of all they like your fear
They will eat it like a pie
And you'll be growing terrified
And if you will to much dread
You may simply wake up mad
Wake up mad