Fuzzy the killbear was a jealous hateful soul
With a long lead pipe and a button eyes
And rake you over coals

Fuzzy the killbear is a scary tale, they say
He was made of woe, but the children know
That he came to life one day
There must have been some magic in that young boy blood they found
For when they placed it on his head, he began to hack around

Fuzzy the killbear was as live as he could be
And the children say he could Make you pray
Just the same as you and me.

Fuzzy the killbear knew the torch was hot that day
So he said 'Go run, i'll have some fun, now
Before you melt away.'

Down to the village with a boom stick in his hand
Running here and there all around the square
Saying, 'Kill you if I can!'

He chased them down the streets of town right to the traffic cop
He only paused a moment when he heard them begging 'Stop!'

Fuzzy the killbear had to hurry on his way
But he waved goodbye saying, 'I've got your eyes
I'll give them back, someday.'

Fuzzy the killbear was as live as he could be
And the children say he could make you pray
Just the same as you and me

Fuzzy the killbear knew the Saw was sharp that day
So he said 'Go run, i'll have some fun, now
Before you fade away.'