If it’s in a word, or if it’s in a book
you can’t get rid of the Babadook.
you can’t get rid of the Babadook.
His skin is white, his soul is black,
he wants to put you in a sack.
A rumble-rumble then dook-dook-dook!
You can’t get rid of the Babadook…
…
He lies and cheats, invades Iraq
he talks of peace but then attacks
Hate and war is what he likes,
so he can torture with his spikes,
ba-ba-ba-dook-dook-dook
You can’t get rid of the Babadook…
…
He’s lurking there behind the curtain,
pulling strings for Halliburton
There he is, old and gaunt,
cash and oil is what he wants
A rumble-rumble then dook-dook-dook
You can’t get rid of the Babadook…
…
His heart will stop, you’ll think he’s dead,
but up will rear his ugly head
Hate he’ll spew and war he’ll make
you better run for goodness sake
ba-ba-ba-dook-dook-dook
You can’t get rid of the Babadook…
…
So close your eyes and count to ten,
and pray to God you don’t wake again,
‘Cause if it’s in a word or in a book,
You can’t get rid of the Babadook.

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