In the restless shadows, underneath my bed.
Unsympathetic adults claim it's all inside my head.
Oh, but last night in the bedroom, I heard a dry twig snap.
The horrid sound of dread doom, but I'll catch it in my trap!
Chorus:
Something's under the bed! Better face the fact.
Evil grin as it plots its attack.
Voices denying they're speaking at all,
Arrows go flying and stick to the wall.
Something's under the bed!
Something's under the bed!
A twisted figure groping, like a spider inside out.
The bedroom door creaked open: several more of them, no doubt.
I knew I was their quarry. My heart went icy cold.
"One more peep and you'll be sorry" was all that I was told.
Something's under the bed! Better face the fact.
Evil grin as it plots its attack.
Voices denying they're speaking at all,
Arrows go flying and stick to the wall.
Something's under the bed!
Something's under the bed!
Distant footsteps softly pad...
Could be something really bad...
I shot it twice, but it's just my dad!
Something's under the bed!
Something's under the bed!
I thought to prove it truly real and lure it to the light.
Called out, "I'd be a juicy meal for a monstrous appetite."
I noticed something pooling, a thick and slimy stream.
Then I realized it was drooling, and I couldn't help but scream.
Something's under the bed! Better face the fact.
Evil grin as it plots its attack.
Voices denying they're speaking at all,
Arrows go flying and stick to the wall.
Something's under the bed!
Something's under the bed!
Something's under the bed!
Things that slither and creep when your mom is asleep.
Something's under the bed!
Something's under the bed!