Текст песни
Sit up and listen, I riff on the rhythm
The sickest musician, the slickest magician
Who'll slip and then zip into different positions
While lifting a brick with no slip of permission
I'm not the most vicious of villain
I'm nicking it just to make vanilla thrilling
I'm not into killing, but if you were
Given the gift of intuition
Then keep me within your peripheral vision
'Cause I'm of a jittery disposition
I'm a nervous guy that prefers to hide
I'm terrible, shy, and I don't know why
So please do me the following courtesy
And never look me in the purple eyes
I'm averse to being observed at night
So if you see me, you deserve to die
You don't want to mess with the Enderman
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
You don't want to mess with the Enderman
No, no, no, no, no (no!)
I see you peeking at me through the glass door
What, chap, are you asking for more?
Boy, your jibbering-jabbering like an old man
Reminiscing of back in the war
I'm naturally, massively tall
I should be practicing basket-ty ball
But I can't find a ball without corners at all
So I'm passing the time by unstacking your wall
If we pass in the hall, you're gon' have to ignore me
Perhaps you should look at the grass on the floor
Grab a map and explore the various biomes
But be aware, this is my home
I roam through the night alone
Hoping to find someone I can bone
But I'm out of sight, and mind, and time
Like a rotary dial phone
I don't want to die alone
My type of solo's a xylophone
You don't want to mess with the Enderman
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
You don't want to mess with the Enderman
No, no, no, no, no (Rockit!)
You don't want to mess with the Enderman
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
You don't want to mess with the Enderman
No, no, no, no, no, no, no