Step under the streetlight let me see your face  There's a madman loose in this neighborhood  He draws blood 'cause he likes the taste  Carries a knife, carries a gun  Run for your, life 'cause he's having fun  Life to him is a four-letter word  So hold your mother's hand and hide your eyes    He talks to his own reflection  Laughs at his dirty thoughts  He's a student of his own philosophy  He applies what he's been taught  So he licks his lips  Pulls his fingers through his air  Doesn't have a reason  'Cause he doesn't have a care  It's one man's world and he's in charge  As far as he's concerned you're better off dead    Don't take candy from a madman  Don't look too deep into his eyes  Don't take candy from a madman  Sweet bait always lies  It's the coldness of his blade  Deadly power of his blow  Dripping blood from wounded flesh  Insanity starts to flow  Twisted thoughts inside his head  Make it easier to kill  Fear entangled in his mine  But show it never will    Don't take candy from a madman  Don't look too deep into his eyes  Don't take candy from a madman  Sweet bait always lies    As he dances with his shadow  As he feverishly grins  As he buttons up his jacket  With cold and icy hands  As he sharpens up his blade  As he laughs about his pain  As he wipes his runny nose  As he walks into your room  Goodnight