Butthole Surfers - Rembrandt Pussyhorse (1986) - Creep In The Cellar lyrics

• Well there's a creep in the cellar that I'm gonna let in
  And he eats in the alley and keeps track of my sins
  When he starts talkin' backwards your head starts to spin
  And he really freaks me out when he peels off his skin, yow!
  
  Well there's a creep in the cellar that I'm gonna let in
  There's a hole in his brain where his mind should've been
  When he starts rubbing wrinkles he gets pretty thin
  When he starts talkin' nickle bag and dime bag and ????????