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