Lyrics:

Come here little boy - I'm a friend of your mother's - I'll give you a candy bar if you get in the car - Okay - He's got his camera - and deep seeded obsessions - His nordic heritage - and sexual frustrations - He wants to be Lief Ericksson - to discover America - but he's not - He's just a photographer - who likes little boys in viking suits - He likes to take the little boys - walking home from school - in his neighborhood - Take them to his studio - and dress them up in viking suits - Words of wisdom - Each one rings true - Watching little brothers could happen to you - So don't grow up to be a guy - Who takes pictures of little boys in viking suits - Come here little boy