Mr. Wright

(album: The Monolith Of Phobos - 2016)

He's creeping, creeping, creeping, creeping, creeping through the night
He's creeping through the night to ease his lustful plight
He's creeping, creeping, creeping, creeping, creeping through the night
Oh that good old fine upstanding Mr. Wright

He sets up little cameras 'cause he likes to watch her dance
He likes to watch her dance, puts a twitch into his pants
He sets up little cameras 'cause he likes to watch her dance
He likes to watch her dance, to watch her dance

He's creeping, creeping, creeping, creeping, creeping through the night
He's creeping through the night to ease his lustful plight
He's creeping, creeping, creeping, creeping, creeping through the night
Oh that good old fine upstanding Mr. Wright

He sets up little cameras 'cause he likes to watch her sleep
He likes to watch her sleep, exhilarated by the peep
He sets up little cameras 'cause he likes to watch her sleep
He likes to watch her sleep, to watch her sleep

He's creeping, creeping, creeping, creeping, creeping through the night
He's creeping through the night to ease his lustful plight
He's creeping, creeping, creeping, creeping, creeping through the night
Oh that good old fine upstanding Mr. Wright

He sets up little cameras 'cause he likes to watch her shower
He likes to watch her shower, such a pretty little flower
He sets up little cameras 'cause he likes to watch her shower
He likes to watch her shower, watch her shower

He's creeping, creeping, creeping, creeping, creeping through the night
He's creeping through the night to ease his lustful plight
He's creeping, creeping, creeping, creeping, creeping through the night
Oh that good old fine upstanding Mr. Wright

He sets up little cameras 'cause he likes to watch her pee
He likes to watch her pee, he's trembling with glee
He sets up little cameras 'cause he likes to watch her pee
What a dirty little bastard he can be

He's creeping, creeping, creeping, creeping, creeping through the night
He's creeping through the night, to ease his lustful plight
He's creeping, creeping, creeping, creeping, creeping through the night
Something's going wrong with Mr. Wright

He's creeping, creeping, creeping, creeping, creeping through the night
He's creeping through the night to ease his lustful plight
He's creeping, creeping, creeping, creeping, creeping through the night
Oh that good old fine upstanding Mr. Wright