(after exiting the theater)
i prrrropose a musical battle!
he's climbin' your windows, choppin' your people up,
choppin' choppin',
so ya' better hide your kids, hide your wife,
hide your kids, hide your wife,
hide your kids, hide your wife,
and hide your husbands, 'cause he's slicing everybody out there!
you don't have to come and confess, we're looking for you,
we're gonna find you, we're gonna find you
so you can run until that, run until that, run until that knife, knife knife knife knife!
i guess that's just one more good reason why you should lock your doors at night!
the knife got away, leaving behind evidence!
i was attacked by some idiot in the kitchen!
you're an apple! you're an apple! you're an apple!
KNIFE!
he's climbing your windows, choppin' your people up,
choppin' choppin'
so ya' better hide your kids, hide your wife
hide your kids, hide your wife
hide your kids, hide your wife
and hide your husbands, 'cause he's slicing everybody out there!
you don't have to come and confess, we're looking for you,
we're gonna find you, we're gonna find you
so you can run until that, run until that, run until that knife, knife knife knife knife!
...yeah, screw that. (takes out an uzi, locking onto tacel)