listening to sounds on a pair of whizz bang head phones:

tingle down my spine, where's my dancing boots, i gotta hold up my head up high and lay down some roots,
im the demon from your dreams, the one behind the schemes, so eloquently evil and yet...
im not
sweat drips down your face, when you hear my breath, right down your neck as i move in for the kiss of death
yeah the kiss that makes your heart miss a beat, boom boom, sonic boom, the lips bloom, not so evil after all
am i?
just a funky little demon
a little misunderstood
under cover lover
im the one that slips away
before first light of day.