Who can it be knocking at my door?
Go 'way, don't come 'round here no more.
Can't you see that it's late at night?
I'm very tired, and I'm not feeling right.
All I wish is to be alone;
Stay away, don't you invade my home.
Best off if you hang outside,
Don't come in, I'll only run and hide.
Who can it be now?
Who can it be now?
Who can it be now?
Who can it be now?
Who can it be knocking at my door?
Make no sound, tip-toe across the floor.
If he hears, he'll knock all day,
I'll be trapped, and here I'll have to stay.
I've done no harm, I keep to myself;
There's nothing wrong with my state of mental health.

Being lewd is all we've ever known
Then it's easy to miss what really goes on
But I've seen sadness in every way
And I see sadbois everyday
Neon lights spanning beyond my sight
And a million stars way above em at night
We don't have to be high to look in the sky
And know that's a Lewd Krew's wound open wide.
Look at the signaturess, avis, their memes
And everything burning from butthurt, please
Hot lava, snow, normies and frogs
The jungle fever, neckbeards and dogs
And I've seen four people in one cord, together as equals
Pure magic is the birth of our memes
I've seen shit that'll shock your eyelids
The Van and the Billy fuck Bruno Mars
Lenny Kravitz and Nollsy watch shooting stars
UFOs, an After Dark flows
Plant a little seed and lewdness grows
Bogens fall and the gypsies blow
Everything you believed in as kids
Fucking rainbows after we fuck
There's enough miracles here to get you stuck
I fed a fish to a bear as we play
Hostage room exploding, Bushido Pulse ran away
And Sadbois are magic, pure and clean
You can feel it and hear it but it cannot be seen