On the wedding anniversary of the Johnson's they went out on a date. Lil' Jimmy had strict orders to be in bed, to be in bed by eight. But Lil' Jimmy knew they'd be late and he liked TV, he thought it was great. He's not alone. Turning channels, Jimmy faltered after hearing what he thought might have been creepy chuckles, scary breathing and sounds of metal scraping on wood. Hired by the Johnson's that day, he's a professional & likes things his way... or not at all. He's for hire, the man upstairs, he'll take care of you. Jimmy grabbed the phone receiver, called the fuzz up while he peed in his pants. Down the staircase in the next room. Here he come kid, hatchet clutched in his hands. Jimmy trembled and crept through the dark in the kitchen where all the knives are...he's not alone..here come the man. He's for hire, the man upstairs, he'll take care of you. Can't trust Mom, you can't trust Dad. What do you do when your folks go bad? The man upstairs watched in terror as Jimmy with a knife came flyin' through the air. Red light blue light cops burst in. They put a bunch of guns into their hands and then the cops said "Freeze! You better stop now! You better stop now or you're gonna be dead!" And they pumped lil' Jimmy full of lead cuz they thought he was crazy in the head. And after that they heard a voice that said: I'm the man upstairs, I'm the man, I'm the man upstairs. He's the man upstairs, he's the man , he's the man upstairs.
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