He's got your number now.
He knows just what you've done.
You've got no place to hide,
You've got nowhere to run.
He knows your life of crime,
I think its Suppertime.
Come on, come on,
Think about all those offers.
Come on, come on,
Your future with Audrey!
Come on, come on,
Ain't no time to turn screamish
C - C - C - C - C - Come on!
I swear on all my spores,
When hes gone the world will be yours.
Yours.
(come on, come on, its supper time. come on, come on,...)