Sit up and listen, I riff on the rhythm The sickest musician, the slickest magician Who'll slip and then zip into different positions While lifting a brick with no slip of permission I'm not the most vicious of villain I'm nicking it just to make vanilla thrilling I'm not into killing, but if you were Given the gift of intuition Then keep me within your peripheral vision 'Cause I'm of a jittery disposition I'm a nervous guy that prefers to hide I'm terribly shy and I don't know why So please do me the following courtesy And never look me in the purple eyes I'm averse to being observed at night So if you see me, you deserve to die You don't want to mess with the endermen No, no, no, no, no, no, no You don't want to mess with the endermen No, no, no, no, no... no! I see you peeking at me through the glass door What, chap, are you asking for more? Boy, your jibbering-jabbering like an old man Reminiscing of back in the war I'm naturally, massively tall I should be practicing basket-ty ball But I can't find a ball with corners at all So I'm passing the time by unstacking your wall If we pass in the hall, you're gonna' have to ignore me Perhaps you should look at the grass on the floor Grab a map and explore the various biomes But be aware, this is my home I roam through the night alone Hoping to find someone I can bone But I'm out of sight, and mind, and time Like a rotary dial phone I don't want to die alone My type of solo's a xylophone You don't want to mess with the endermen No, no, no, no, no, no, no You don't want to mess with the endermen No, no, no, no, no... Rockit! You don't want to mess with the endermen No, no, no, no, no, no, no You don't want to mess with the endermen No, no, no, no, no, no, no Don't look me in the eye, you better run and hide I'm chasing after you until you die Deadly as a knife, beautifully designed I'm hunting you tonight until you die It's time to tell the truth, a bomb you can't defuse So easily amused to watch you die Don't you try to fight, your lucky you're alive I have you in my sights (no, no, no, no) Now you see me, now you don't Shoving a dirt block down your throat You better not be getting out your boat I suggest that you don't leave the house alone Oh, no, I'm on a mission To win the staring competition I'll let you live on just one condition If you put a pumpkin upon, you're forgiven No, no, no, no
