Hey sleeping pumpkin, hey
Hey the fire's blown out
Just a twig left to pop
Just my pop left to pour in the house
There's no wives no more
I'm brown and putting you to sleep
Like toast on the shelf
You know you're better off without
Brother, you know you're better off without it
Whatever it may come to
Whatever it may be for you
Just mmm, quit it
Oh to live on candy