If ugly nightmares is your fix, then Jack, ol' Silvertop, is the man. Once he drives you to your edge, your soul is his to claim. Many a decent man he's wrecked, such a pity, such a shame. Then suddenly it's morning, away the shadows sweep. Though soon enough it's night again, when you must go back to sleep.
Darkness falls on the city, it's time to go to bed.
Darkness falls on the city, you seal the door and check the locks. Pursued by the dark and vicious you're haunted by Jack in the Box.