Barry Louis Polisar
Barry Louis Polisar
Barry Louis Polisar
Barry Louis Polisar
Barry Louis Polisar
Barry Louis Polisar
Barry Louis Polisar
Barry Louis Polisar
Barry Louis Polisar
Barry Louis Polisar
Barry Louis Polisar
Barry Louis Polisar
Barry Louis Polisar
Barry Louis Polisar
Barry Louis Polisar
Barry Louis Polisar
Hey Jack, what's in the sack?
What's in the sack
That you're carrying on your back
Jack?
It bounces and it moves
I think that I can hear it talk
It makes you go so slowly
And stumble when you walk
I know they say that you're deranged
And I think that it's alive
I know that something's very strange;
I think you have someone inside
Now I know I heard a voice
It sounded like a cry
I thought I heard a whimper
But I don't want to pry
Its heavin' and it's movin'
And it's rollin' out the door
It's little Billy Nicholson--
Say what'd you have him in there for?
Hey Jack, what's in the sack?
What's in the sack
That you're carrying on your back
Jack?