CANDYMAN
words by Bic Crater
sung by Bic Crater
Mommy said don’t talk to strangers, people you don’t know
This world is full of danger, places that you shouldn’t go
Hiding in the corners, shadowed figures creep
Lurking in the alleys, offering something sweet
He wants to take my picture Here comes the candyman
He wants to take my picture Here comes the candyman
Some things aren’t so obvious, some things aren’t so clear
Monsters in the closet are sometimes near and dear
Hiding in the corners, shadowed figures creep
Lurking in the alleys, offering something sweet
He wants to take my picture Here comes the candyman
He wants to take my picture Here comes the candyman
He wants to take my picture Here comes the candyman
He wants to take my picture Here comes the candyman
WICKED AWESOME GUITAR SOLO
He wants to take my picture Here comes the candyman
He wants to take my picture Here comes the candyman
They’re preaching in our churches, teaching in our schools
Riding in police cars, embodying the rules
Out and in the open, hiding in plain sight
Their camouflage is flawless, you trust them to do right
He wants to take my picture Here comes the candyman
He wants to take my picture Here comes the candyman
He wants to take my picture Here comes the candyman
He wants to take my picture Here comes the candyman