Текст JT Machinima – Don’t Tattle On Me

Woke up home alone with 5 days till Christmas
Hope mom and dad know what’s top on my wish list
A Tattletail baby, pray that I get it
I think I should sneak a peek at my presents

Creaking down the basement steps
I heard somebody movin’
I’d like to play a game with them
I think I’ve found a new friend

I’m hiding, come find me
I am the present you seek
My night light is dying
In bed is where I should be
You’ve been so naughty
Where is your mommy?
Have you met mine yet?
She’s always watching
I’m gonna tell momma
Don’t you go tattle on me
Where are ya? Look harder
Hope you don’t tattle on me
Keep me groomed and feed me food
And if you’re lucky buddy, we won’t tattle on you

Girls and boys, we’re only toys
No reason to be scared
Since you opened up the box
I became self aware
Keep an eye on all my babies
I’ll be watching you
Everyone will think you’re crazy
Who you talkin’ to?

No one hides from mama
Try and you’re a goner
Christmas lights are fading
Night keeps growing darker
Secrets are unraveling
Demons are upon us
I can hear them singing
La dee dah dee dah dah dah

I hear the pitter-patter of your feet
I will send the children back to sleep

It’s playtime, me love you
I hear her creeping closer
It’s mama, she saw you
I guess playtime is over

It’s half past one, and I’m in my pajamas
Couldn’t fall asleep, now I’m runnin’ from mama
A Tattletail? I used to want one
Until what happened after I got one
Because one was all I thought I got but
I don’t know where the rest of ’em have come from
Want one? I’ve got a lot, hun
Pocket your wallet, because it costs none
You could’ve been the best present ever
But then instead you just made my head hurt
That ad on TV was misleading
I didn’t know it’d be my food you’re eating

I’m hiding, come find me
I am the present you seek
My night light is dying
In bed is where I should be
You’ve been so naughty
Where is your mommy?
Have you met mine yet?
She’s always watching
I’m gonna tell momma
Don’t you go tattle on me
Where are ya? Look harder
Hope you don’t tattle on me
Keep me groomed and feed me food
And if you’re lucky buddy, we won’t tattle on you

I hear the pitter-patter of your feet
I will send the children back to sleep

Eyes like embers, claws and chompers
Join the circle, no more mama
No more mama, no more mama
No more mama, no more mama

I never been superstitious
But I don’t really wanna get involved up in this
Satanic ritual business
Run by some sinister furry midgets
You can run and hide, you cannot escape
I just hope someone got it all on tape
I can’t make this stuff up, hard to fake
I found human remains inside an egg
This Christmas is sure the worst
My life is in danger? Absurd!
Neighbors say they overheard
An infernal Furby circle jerk
Got a phone call, must’ve gotten the wrong number
Telemarketer? I don’t want your offer!
Unless it’s a bottle of Holy Water
We’d all be better off without mama

I’m hiding, come find me
I am the present you seek
My night light is dying
In bed is where I should be
You’ve been so naughty
Where is your mommy?
Have you met mine yet?
She’s always watching
I’m gonna tell momma
Don’t you go tattle on me
Where are ya? Look harder
Hope you don’t tattle on me
Keep me groomed and feed me food
And if you’re lucky buddy, we won’t tattle on you