Monsters have come out from under beds
And out of closets, they're out in the open
They're everywhere, should I be scared?
A whole herd is blocking major freeways,
and climbing highrises with ak47s
What is happening, Is this an apocalypse?
and I wonder what is there next move?
Will they go back into their mother's basement,
or camp out on the lawn of the white house?
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