MC Frontalot, Jean Grae - Gold Locks lyrics

Young cub, this is the story of how
You must never neglect
(no matter how preoccupied
Your nascent intellect)
To keep in mind doors! And
Close them behind you
Any time you leave one ajar
She might find you
I describe: human girl with wealth for hair
Ghosts for eyes, who wanders woods bears
Beware
Through any doorway no closure obstructs
She wanders out of hunger if she sees you
Eats you up bear cub tallow scone with
A honeydew butterwhip
Consommé from your bones and your cartilage
Fennel-mint sausages ground from your lungs
Hollandaise all atop your remains by
The time that she’s done
It’s why we leave porridge sitting
Case she makes it through an entryway
Cold jaws dripping
Her saliva unremitting and her soul corrupt
(She could eat that instead of you
Little cub) gold Locks
Gets in through your open door
Stalks across the parlor floor
Creeping on her brunch let’s hope
She has had her fill
Won’t be lingering here still
Seeking out her brunch

Amber alert: call the fairy tale ambulance
‘cause this banana-colored haired
Girl’s bananas, stabbing bears
Beware of the bear hugs i'll kill
You with my bare hands
When you’re barely sleeping
Tear your lungs and leave you barren chest
Don't believe the tales they told
You where the humans win?
I'll take your humerus and feed
It to my human friends
Eyes luminous, voice is very soothing, yes
I’ll break and enter with
Entitlement that few possess
I’ll go crying through the
Forest and the woods
To the farmers in the village
With an armful of goods
And by an armful of goods, I mean meat
And I mean your little bear
Cub arms and your feet
So better promise to your mama:
Leave the door locked
‘Cause you don't want to be at the
Base of a farmer’s tall pot
Don't mean to scare you
I really need to warn you:
Watch out for the frock ‘cause
Goldilocks is coming for you

Calm, calm, little bear settle down deep
In your blanketing
Yes, she’s lurking, but best remain sanguine
She’s not angry at you, just hungry
People don’t have feelings like bears, honey
They’re supernatural creatures that
Eat without cease
And they keep bound books full of us recipes
And this one freezes our hearts
On return to the lair
What if she’s gotten in
And she’s still there?
Don’t clutch the blanket
She visit's when we’re absent
That and your absentmindedness acts
As an attractant
One moment’s diligence is all
It takes to defend
Your mother and me and yourself
From an unwelcome end
All of her human friends
They could bring mimosa
Goldie gets her knives in you
Might invite them all over
To the spot that she found for brunch
It could happen if you leave
The door open just once