Entwistle (c) 1978      When I was a kid my mother used to tell me   If you don't behave and do what I say   I'm going to tell your Dad when he gets home   And there'll be hell to pay   Pick yourself up off the floor   And put those toys away   Wash that face and hands   You'd think your skin was turning gray   The Bogeyman will get you   Sure as night turns into day   The Bogey man will get you   He'll come and drag you away   Sit up straight and eat your greens   Stop playing with your food   Don't pick your nose at the table   Go straight to bed, that's very rude   So I spent the night with my head in the covers   Protected by electric light   When my Mom came in to say good night   I nearly died of fright   Chorus   The Bogeyman will get you   Sure as night turns into day   The Bogeyman will get you   He'll come and drag you away   Now I'm all grown up I realize how silly kids can be   But I stay up all night with a baseball bat   That Bogeyman ain't going to get me