Ah fed Vixo on ev'ry fear 'n' fret 'n' phobia. Til it nor ah could stand the strain no longer. Sucked a chicken bone tossed it in the corner. Raisin up like Lazaurs up up from its cot. An making for the door now.... Infant-prodigy creates a phantom-friend yeag. Stickin' sack an ol' Jack-Jack into its itchin-ten. Oh! Don't ya linger! Ooh! Don't ya linger now. Mah monster-piect...mah perfect-murder-machine. Don't ya linger for ah can feel mah youth slipping outa me. Yeah ah can feel mah youth slip outa me.. . Call it Call it Vixo. Call it Vee.. ah all it an it comes to me.. Call it Vixo. Call it me. March headlong into the heart of fear. Ah will follow thee.. . What kept ya? Whaa? What kept ya?. You get trouble? Sum'n go wrong?. Vixo grinning climbs up into mah lil boy arms.. What you get?. Tell me what ya gone 'n' brung me from the hollow?. Yeah! We're laughin'...but our laughter is shallow. Ain't it funny...my childhood name is Sorrow.. Vixo sighs 'n' lays its head upon mah pillow.. . Call it. Call it Vixo. Call it Vee.. Call it an it comes to me.. Vee...ah...Hex...Oh-oh come crawl with me.. Into the dark heart of despair. Ah will not forsake thee.. . Listen...Instruction!. Ditch it Pitch it. Now hitch it up along the ridge. Ya laughin b'neath the Sherriff's wheels. That go screamin cross Hooper Bridge. Skirt the out-skirts. Up mah back-stair. Ya sack all undone.. Don't touch nothin! Water runnin in the tub. Get there! and scrub ev'ry one.. . When ya STRUCK ya STRUCK!. Ya struck a thousand crickets dumb. Hooper-Hollow iced over then all hush hush. In the cool midday sun. Hush! Ah say Hush! Hu-u-u-ush!. Sittin on the roof laugh at mahself. As they rope off the woods. Watchin' all the good-people.