Singers: The Peeper, the peeper, going through his head? (Whoa!) [Leaves Peeper: Climbin' the tree. Slowly, quietly. Lookin' for next branch. Found it. Got it. Window high. view. Settlin' in. Keepin' it quiet. Hidden. Heart pounding through chest. Waiting. Lookin' around. Nervous. Lights on, jackpot, there she is. Ohh my. New pants. Classy- not too tight. Walkin' around the room. No idea I'm here. Lovin' it. Rubbin' her feet. Tough day. Relaxin'. Hops off bed, goin' towards bathroom. Shuttin' the door. Alone again. Waiting. Lookin' around. Bored. Pullin' out nipple clips. Painful! ow... but deserve it. [Door Bathroom door opens- Lovin' it. Ohh my.... in a ponytail. She picks up the tv clicker. Click. [Tv noises] back, Watchin. Watchin' her watch. Lovin' it. She laughs. ha ha ha. I laugh. Oh yeah. a moment. panting] Theres a Not good. He can smell me. showered. Barkin'. Won't leave. Oh no, she comes. Stayin' motionless. Fuckin' dog's loosin' it. [window Girl: Bud! You be quiet and go like a good boy. [Dog stops barking and walks Peeper: see me. She's gorgeous. I'm grotesque. Peeper: at the front door! She goes to answer. opens] Peeper: It's HIM. Chiseled features. They kiss. I'm fuming. hard. Hatin' myself. Sniffin' fingers. moans] Peeper: She moans. aww. I moan. He looks up. Busted. not have moaned... Peeper: He toward window. Muscular Look at this guy. You gotta be fuckin' kiddin' me! Peeper: of rage. Looking right at me. There's a guy in the tree out here. Peeper: of shame. Woman: Are you Peeper: Completely worthless. as a rock. I see you shithead! Well the cops are comin' you sick fuck! And if you even think of runnin' away I'll bash your fuckin' skull in with a lead pipe! Peeper: Stayin' still. Motionless. to be a squirrel. noises] Peeper: Not working. calling. Dreams shattered. Peeper: humiliation. Ejaculation. Man: Aww! You gross pig! You're a piece of shit, ya that?! Peeper: Yes I do. help myself. [Car pulling up and opening] Cop: L.A.P.D. Get down from the buddy. noises] Peeper: the squirrel thing again. Looking for a nut. Cop: I said get down there! Down I go. [Slam, slam, slam, Ohh. Woman: I hope they put you im for a long time! You need serious help, you asshole! walking away: I know I do... It's an addiction. Cop: Let's go big guy. on. Peeper: Wife's kill me. Cop: You be doing this shit, Mr... Nipple clips. [Peeper into cop car seat] Peeper: Handcuffed. sniff fingers. slams and engine revs] Peeper: Please on me. Cop: Yeah, this is officer Tyler. Everything's control. Peeper: Please piss on me? If somebody could piss on me, that be great. Singers: The peeper, bl-eeper, he's off to jail (Whoa!)